Konoha's Shinobi, Is This All You've Got?

The Sunagakure ninja leader's expression changed slightly, clearly taken by surprise by Kakashi's arrival.

He snorted coldly and waved the sickle in his hand, signaling his subordinates to prepare for an attack. "Hmph, Konoha reinforcements? Perfect. Today, I'll bury all of you here together!"

Battle was on the verge of breaking out.

Kawaki Aoba carried Uchiha Wind on his back and retreated to the side, his gaze fixed tightly on the battlefield.

Kakashi and Yuhi Shinku stood side by side, their imposing presence like two unsheathed blades.

The Sunagakure ninja squad swiftly spread out into an encircling formation, their weapons gleaming with a chilling light beneath the moon.

Kawaki Aoba felt both nervous and exhilarated. This battle would decide whether they lived or died.

He lowered his head to glance at Uchiha Wind on his back and said softly, "Wind, hold on. We'll definitely make it back alive!"

Uchiha Wind nodded weakly, a glimmer of determination flashing through his eyes.

The battle began.

Kakashi charged at the Sunagakure ninjas like a phantom, the White Fang short blade in his hand drawing brilliant arcs of light.

Yuhi Shinku followed close behind, his Kunai clashing with the enemy's weapons as sparks scattered everywhere.

Kawaki Aoba guarded Uchiha Wind, remaining alert to every movement around them and ready at any moment to deal with a possible ambush.

Konoha's night was deep and dark. Moonlight spilled like water over the forest at the village's edge, casting mottled shadows among the trees.

The air carried a faint scent of blood and gunpowder, and the aftermath of battle had yet to fully dissipate.

Kawaki Aoba stood outside the Medical Ninja tent, both hands clenched tightly, his knuckles faintly whitening from the force.

His gaze passed through the tent flap and settled on the busy figures within,