Beforehand

But if there really were so many ninja here, they would surely have made some kind of noise.

No matter how elite the team of ninja was.

If that was truly the case, then another problem arose.

If so, why throw Kunai and Shuriken at all? Wouldn't it be better to rush out, surround her, and capture her directly?

But before she could continue thinking, a sudden change occurred.

At the original cliffside,

something seemed to have changed.

By now, the mist had completely dispersed, and from this position, she could seemingly see somewhere far below.

Firelight was shining from that distant place. The mysterious figure immediately seemed to realize something upon seeing it.

Her face beneath the mask instantly turned pale. Although she no longer belonged to this village for the time being,

her feelings for it remained. Yet that fierce blaze seemed to foretell something.

Most crucially, her child was still in Hoshigakure.

Who was it? Who exactly was it? Her thoughts raced as she considered which Great Ninja Village might attack them, or whether Hoshigakure had somehow offended one.

Beforehand

And that was why they had suffered this calamity.

Whoever was attacking her now, Natsuhi judged that their purpose was simply to stop her from causing further complications.

They had not even considered who she truly was.

Natsuhi bit her lip beneath her mask and let out a cold snort.

Although she knew Hoshigakure was no longer worth treating this way,

no matter what, whether it was for the Third Hoshikage, for her child, or to eliminate that bastard manipulating everything behind the scenes in Hoshigakure,

she absolutely could not simply watch the village be destroyed before her eyes.

And even if the village was to be destroyed, she had to save her child.

In that instant,