Pakura leaped from side to side to reach higher ground, without even time to wipe away her sweat.
"Wind Release: Great Stream!"
The swirling wind release slowed Xuanhui's fall.
Xuanhui drifted slowly into Pakura's arms, his eyes slightly open and his chest rising and falling.
"My chakra... is almost gone..."
"I can't believe you managed a jutsu on that scale..."
"It's fine. That was enough..."
Madara's body slowly re-formed atop the rubble. He folded his arms across his chest and stared at Xuanhui with his Rinnegan, a faint smile lifting his lips.
"No strength left to dance."
His gaze swept to the other side, where the Allied Shinobi Forces were watching Madara Uchiha with lingering fear.
"It seems..."
His brows suddenly furrowed.
"That brat... why does he have the Nine-Tails' chakra inside him?"
Has Obito still not captured all the tailed beasts?
"Hey."
Madara called out, but no one answered.
"Strange. His reanimated body should have recovered by now..."
He looked around but could not find the figure wrapped in bandages.
While Madara puzzled over this, Xuanhui brought his lips close to Pakura's ear.
"Tell Yagura... we'll withdraw with the army first... and head toward Kakashi and the others...
They're about to encounter Fake Madara... take our people over there to help...
Leave this place to the Five Kage..."
Xuanhui let out a long breath, then coughed several times.
Pakura tightened her arms around him. She looked toward Yagura and explained everything.
"Understood."
Yagura turned toward the Allied Shinobi Forces and shouted his orders.
"Command of the army will temporarily pass to Senju Nawaki of Konoha! We'll stay here to hold off this powerful enemy. Everyone, hurry and support the other battlefields!"
His words reached Madara's ears, drawing Madara's attention toward the Allied Shinobi Forces.
"What a nuisance..."
He kicked