Chiya stood there for a moment, then looked up at the sky.
The figures still hung behind the rifts, their outstretched arms and raised sleeves all frozen within the faint golden light.
"What exactly is going on?"
Kaguya turned around.
Chiya looked at her, his expression turning serious.
"How did you get hurt so badly?"
At the mention of those injuries, Kaguya gradually set aside her tangled thoughts.
"More and more people came after me."
She turned around, her gaze sweeping across the sky.
"At first, there were only a few. I injured two of them, and they retreated for the time being. Later, more arrived. I had barely shaken off the ones in front when those behind me stopped me."
"After several rounds, I'd used up too much Chakra, and my injuries had no time to recover."
Chiya frowned.
"They never let you rest?"
"Mm."
Kaguya raised her left hand and looked at her arm.
"It broke once here. The moment it recovered, they came again."
Chiya's expression gradually darkened.
When he had treated her injuries, he had already seen the state of her body. Her shattered meridians and damaged organs had nearly left him at a loss.
Yet from the sound of it, this was not even the first time she had suffered such severe injuries.
"The last time, I didn't want to keep getting tangled up with them, so I forcibly opened a spatial passage."
Kaguya lowered her hand.
"I was hit again while passing through. I don't know what happened after that."
Chiya looked up at those people.
"What about Sakushiki? Is he there too?"
The moment he spoke that name, Kaguya looked toward a more distant rift.
Chiya followed her gaze and quickly spotted that familiar face.
White robes, white hair, and horns growing from