Ten meters away.
Obito lay sprawled in the mud.
He clenched his teeth hard, his elbows braced desperately against the ground, only able to force out hoarse rasping sounds.
Just then.
In the middle of the clearing, the body that had been lying there pretending to be dead moved.
Five pale fingers slowly dug into the mud.
The movement was incredibly slow.
Her eyelids trembled twice before she finally opened her eyes.
Her vision stayed unfocused for several seconds before gradually coming into focus.
Her gaze passed over the pale moonlight hanging in the air and swept across the Kirigakure corpses strewn everywhere.
Finally, she fixed her eyes on the blood-soaked figure lying in the mud ten meters away.
That person's legs were twisted in a horrifying shape. He supported his upper body entirely with his arms, dragging two glaring trails of blood through the mud.
Her throat bobbed.
"Obito...?"
Her voice carried a sob, so weak that any gust of wind could have scattered it.
Obito's entire body jolted as if he had been struck by high voltage.
His neck turned stiffly, and the Three-Tomoe reflected a figure in his eyes.
When that incomparably familiar face came fully into view, his lips began trembling violently.
"Rin! You're awake!"
"Rin" slowly turned her head and saw Kakashi, kneeling on one knee nearby, covered in blood.
"Kakashi... why are you here too?"
Her tone was utterly bewildered, as if she had just been woken from a nightmare.
Kakashi still maintained the Lightning Cutter, warily watching the people around them.
Obito lay in the mud, desperately pushing himself forward with his elbows. His throat was already too hoarse to bear listening to. "Kakashi! Take Rin and go first! Leave me!"
"Rin" struggled into a sitting position and looked over their miserable states.