Sakura took a deep breath.
"But I don't want to give up without even trying."
Ino looked at her tense profile but ultimately did not step forward to stop her.
She knew Sakura too well.
She usually seemed ordinary, but once she truly set her mind on something, it was hard to talk her out of it.
Besides, this was not just about pursuing Sasuke.
This gate had also shown Sakura, for the first time, the enormous gap between herself and the geniuses of her age.
"Be careful."
Ino stepped aside, her voice full of worry.
"If you can't push it open, stop. Don't force yourself."
Sakura nodded, planting both feet firmly on the ground.
"Open!"
She let out a low shout, exerting force with both arms at once.
Her palms pressed against the iron gate as her shoulders slowly drove forward.
Her cheeks swiftly reddened, and her arms trembled slightly from the strain.
But the gate before her did not change in the slightest.
Forget pushing it open.
It did not even produce the faintest tremor.
Unwilling to give up, Sakura adjusted her stance and exerted herself again.
"Move already!"
Her soles scraped against the ground with a piercing screech.
Her body was nearly tilted to its limit, the muscles in her arms taut, fine beads of sweat forming on her forehead.
The gate remained utterly motionless.
Four tons was not a simple number.
Sunken Gold Iron was already astonishingly dense, and both the hinges and the gate itself had been specially forged. The strength needed to move it far exceeded that of an ordinary adult.
Sakura released her hands and panted sharply a few times.
Ino immediately said, "Enough."
"No, it's not over yet."
Sakura raised a hand and wiped the sweat from her forehead.
She closed her