Naruto had no intention whatsoever of lending Otohime his vast reserves of chakra.
"You want to borrow my chakra? You must be joking."
Otohime was truly getting desperate.
Her condition was far worse than it appeared.
Maintaining her silver dragon form was no simple transformation technique. It was a necessary state that allowed her to continuously use Shinkōsanrei, stabilizing her tenuous connection to this chaotic stretch of space-time.
Space-time dōjutsu consumed terrifying amounts of ocular power and chakra, especially in a Turbulence Zone like this, which had already drifted beyond normal space-time coordinates.
"Flying here burns through a lot of chakra!"
Otohime's voice carried obvious agitation and weakness as she tried to make Naruto understand the gravity of their situation.
"If you don't lend me chakra, I... I won't be able to maintain Shinkōsanrei's coordinate lock or return to normal space-time. We'll both be trapped here until we die."
Her words were half true and half false.
The enormous expenditure was real, but her supposed inability to return was not necessarily so.
She had other trump cards or methods, though they came at a greater cost, and she had never intended to take Naruto back with her anyway.
Her actual plan was to wait for this "stupid" human to lend her his chakra, immediately use a secret method to drain him dry, then return alone with her restored strength, leaving her powerless, dying enemy forever exiled in this Space-Time Graveyard.
After a moment's thought, Naruto's gaze shifted slightly.
He decided to bluff.
Otohime was an old monster who had lived for who knew how long, with deep schemes and bizarre methods. What if she was still hiding some lethal fallback, or her supposed inability to return was merely a trap to make him lower his guard and willingly surrender his