"Konoha seems to be mobilizing its forces. They may already be on their way to provide support."
"What?!"
"The information leaked?"
"Konoha reacted that quickly?"
The atmosphere inside the tent changed abruptly.
Raikage A's brows knotted together. The Mizukage stopped playing with the water ball in his hand, while the Kazekage's eyes grew even more sinister.
Ōnoki continued:
"Based on the analysis of the remaining information, Konoha may have learned of this intelligence earlier than we expected.
We must consider the possibility that once we breach the Land of Whirlpools' barrier—when we are locked in a stalemate or have just succeeded—Konoha's elites could suddenly appear on our flank or behind us."
Raikage A snorted heavily and slammed a fist against the edge of the sea chart, producing a dull thud.
"So what if he knows?
Konoha has only just recovered from the First Shinobi World War. How much force can he spare to cross the sea and save them?
By the time he arrives, the Land of Whirlpools will already be ashes!
With the elites of our four villages gathered here, are we supposed to fear Konoha alone?"
Even so, as the Allied Forces' supreme commander, the Raikage knew full well that any unforeseen variable could affect the battle—especially Konoha, the greatest variable of all.
He forced himself to calm down and said gruffly:
"Still, the Tsuchikage's concerns make sense.
That Nangō Kumoi always acts in ways no one expects. We cannot judge him entirely by common sense.
We cannot let him ruin our plans."
He stared at the sea chart, thinking rapidly.
"The attack plan remains unchanged, but we must accelerate it!
The operation was originally set for the moonless night three days from now. Move it up to tomorrow!
We'll catch the Land of Whirlpools off guard and