Upheaval in the Land of Whirlpools 2

No sooner had the words left his mouth than shinobi wearing all kinds of Forehead Protectors surged toward them.

The Uzumaki Clan shinobi, by contrast, charged forward without fear of death. They tried to hold the enemy back and buy time for the children of the Land of Whirlpools behind them.

But even a tiger could not fend off a pack of wolves. There were simply too many enemies. Despite fighting with everything they had, the Uzumaki fell one by one, until only a handful remained, struggling to hold the line.

"Run!"

As he watched his clansmen fall before him, one Uzumaki shinobi roared, his eyes bloodshot.

"Uncle Akira, you have to survive!"

Tears filled Kushina's eyes as she looked at the white-haired clan elder, her face pained.

Then she turned to the young clansmen beside her. Though only five years old, she raised her voice with all her might. "Get on the boat! Don't let the elders' sacrifice be in vain."

"As long as we're alive, the Uzumaki Clan won't perish here."

At her words, everyone wiped away their tears and ran for the boats on the shore.

That was right. They were all that remained of the Uzumaki Clan. Only by surviving could they honor their clansmen's sacrifice.

Kushina looked at her weakened clansmen and sniffled. She glanced back once more at those fighting desperately in the distance, then gritted her teeth and ran for the boat.

They just had to get aboard. Once they reached the Land of Fire, Grandma Mito would surely find a way to protect them!

Watching the young people of the Land of Whirlpools board the little boats, Akira Uzumaki gave a faint smile of relief.

Go on, brats. As long as you survive, this old man will have no regrets...

"Akira Uzumaki,