Far away in the Mountain Graveyard, Naori lay in the darkness with her eyes closed and her breathing steady. But her mind was trapped in a Genjutsu, and she could not wake.
Madara sat on a Stone Platform, watching her in silence.
Black Zetsu stood beside him and asked quietly, "Lord Madara, should I spread the word now?"
"Yes." Madara's voice was faint. "Make it quick. We don't have much time left."
"Understood!"
"Naori still hasn't come back?" Mirai had a bad feeling.
He, Naori, and Kushina had agreed that after he spent yesterday with Kushina, today would be Naori's turn.
But he could not sense Naori's chakra.
Kushina looked surprised too. "Huh? Naori still isn't back? She said she was going to Takigakure on a mission yesterday. She should've returned by now."
Mirai frowned.
Just then, an Anbu approached the Senju Clan Compound.
"Lord Mirai, this letter came from Takigakure."
"A letter from Takigakure?" Curious, Mirai Uzumaki took it.
When he opened it, he found a drawing of a shattered Sharingan on the paper.
Mirai's gaze darkened.
"Mirai, what does it say?"
"Nothing much. Something may have happened to Naori."
Kushina's face went pale.
"That has to be a lie, Mirai! Naori's so strong. How could anything happen to her?" Kushina's voice trembled.
"Kushina, don't worry. Naori will be all right!"
He was saying it as much to himself as to Kushina.
Mirai's expression turned grim. Someone had dared to lay a hand on Naori. Whoever it was, he would make them pay with their life!
In other words—they had signed their own death warrant!
Mirai closed his eyes and spread out his Mind's Eye of the Kagura.
Chakra fluctuations across dozens of kilometers instantly filled his mind. Naori's chakra was nowhere among them.
The next moment, he