Two Tomoe (Revised)

The fight had dragged on, but at last, working together, the three of them managed to destroy one of the six Puppets surrounding them.

As the Puppet's wreckage hit the ground, the chaotic battlefield fell briefly still.

Kakashi gasped for breath, his chest heaving. The wounds across his body throbbed with every breath, and sweat had soaked him through.

The relentless, high-intensity fighting had nearly drained his Chakra. He had only about a quarter left, and his stamina was worse. His limbs felt weak and heavy.

Even so, the ruined Puppet at his feet brought a flicker of joy to his eyes, and the tension inside him eased a little.

Obito was in no better shape. Dirt covered his face, and his right hand trembled around his Kunai, but he could not hide his excitement.

Of the three, Rin was in the worst condition.

Her role on the team was medical support. A drawn-out fight on the front line had never been her strength.

To give her teammates room to attack, she had held off three Puppets by herself, fighting at full intensity the entire time.

The poison in her shoulder was still spreading, and she had taken several more wounds.

But she knew how dangerous their position was. The team had no time to catch its breath. Forcing down the pain and the poison's effects, she chose to treat her teammates first.

Almost the instant [Sickle Weasel] fell, Rin broke away from the fight and hurried behind Kakashi and Obito. Her hands flashed through Hand Seals, and a soft, pale green light appeared as she worked to treat their wounds.

Their eyes met in a hurried glance. Each of them saw hope in the others.

If they could stabilize their injuries and recover even a little, they could ride