Gravely wounded with little hope of recovery and his stock of pills exhausted, Momoshiki resigned himself to death, yet retained the pride of one who hailed from the heavens.
"To think that I, the great Momoshiki Otsutsuki, would fall to a human from the lower realm. Heh... what an utter disgrace! Do it, human. If I so much as blink, I'll take your surname!"
Obito chuckled. "Momoshiki Uchiha. That has a nice ring to it, but I won't kill you, Momoshiki."
"You won't kill me?" Momoshiki found it absurd. He killed Kinshiki so cleanly and decisively... and now he says he won't kill me? What is this middling being thinking?
The view soared straight up above the desert lava. Three thousand meters in the air, Urashiki took in Momoshiki's wretched state and curled his lips in mockery. "Little Momo, you're finished."
Rescuing him isn't impossible... but the risk no longer justifies the reward.
He turned toward the roiling red clouds across the sky. Those fighting on that battlefield were the main force.
Even if I risk my neck to save Momoshiki, or use my trump card to kill Obito, I still won't be qualified to meddle in that fight.
I misjudged their strength. Sasuke Uchiha isn't the only capable fighter in Kaguya's territory.
A Ten-Tails with such powerful chakra is rare even in our clan's history. They must have used some special method to raise him.
Humans can't consume that enormous reserve of chakra in such a short time. In other words, there will be more opportunities. I'd better leave before they realize they should focus their attacks on me!
The Yomotsu Hirasaka Urashiki had just opened abruptly closed!!
"What's going on... I can't open Yomotsu Hirasaka? Did I exhaust my eye power? No, I've barely exerted myself..."
Urashiki looked