"It looks like the Wind Shadow intends to hold us off himself and buy the Sand Shinobi time to escape," Fugaku said as he appeared before him.
"As Wind Shadow, it's my duty to stay behind," the Third Kazekage said. "I just didn't expect us to lose this battle after all."
"And to lose so completely. We all underestimated you. If we'd eliminated you sooner, the outcome of this war might have been very different."
Fugaku chuckled. "Konoha has never lacked talented people. If we hadn't had to contend with Iwagakure and the Rain shinobi before, and Kumogakure now,
Sunagakure alone would have been defeated long ago. Konoha shinobi might already have taken Sunagakure.
You should thank the other Ninja Villages for tying down Konoha's forces. That's the only reason Sunagakure still exists and can keep provoking us.
Besides, there are no 'ifs' in this world."
The Wind Shadow scoffed. "The Land of Fire enjoys gentle seasons and favorable weather. Why should Konoha get to occupy the most fertile land in the world?
Our people are born into the harsh desert of the Land of Wind.
In my lifetime, I will claim fertile land for them, somewhere they can live and raise their families."
"Quite an ambition," Fugaku said. "But an ambition is all it is. You're dreaming.
Konoha has no shortage of powerful shinobi, and new masters keep emerging. I alone was enough to throw Sunagakure Camp into chaos.
Sunagakure is nowhere near strong enough."
Iron Sand drifted around the Wind Shadow, who was far from calm. He was the leader of a Great Ninja Village, yet a boy in his teens stood there mocking him.
The fact that he hadn't lost his temper on the spot was restraint enough.
Konoha shinobi arrived one after another and stopped around