Hearing Ōnoki and Rasa's exchange,
relief appeared on everyone's faces at once...
Mabui clenched her fists before her Chest, which rose and fell sharply as her white hair whipped through the surging energy.
She stared toward the battlefield.
Terror filled her eyes. Paired with her delicate face and air of a young widow, her Ki only made her seem more deserving of pity.
she looked heartbreakingly vulnerable.
Yet she, too, felt relief. Shinji Uchiha had only taken the Eight-Tails into custody instead of laying waste to the village...
Even when the Uchiha and Hyuga attacked in force, they had not killed a single innocent person.
Otherwise, scarcely one in a hundred of Kumogakure's shinobi might have survived. Kumogakure, one of the Five Great Shinobi Villages, would have ceased to exist.
She was even more grateful that Shinji had personally appointed her to govern Kumogakure after the war and withdrawn Konoha's troops...
Otherwise—
those hotheads might have stirred up more trouble, only to bring down the world-ending devastation unfolding before her!
At the thought, she let out a long breath of Ki.
Beside her, even the stubborn Samui's long legs trembled slightly at the apocalyptic sight...
She pressed her thighs together without thinking.
She was a shinobi, yes.
But what ordinary shinobi ever had the chance to witness something like this?
Even the Allied Shinobi Forces in the original timeline had been so terrified by a single reincarnated Madara Uchiha that their legs shook and they practically dropped to their knees and drooled!
In short,
they were all relieved. They were even glad they had not brought those youngsters along to see this.
How could they ever be normal shinobi afterward?
That violent gulf between life as they knew it and death staring them in the face could ruin a promising