Deep within the mist, that mass of purple chakra finally took shape.
Blood-red markings flickered through the fog, making Zabuza look like something other than a living man.
-the Demon God had fully manifested.
Hayashi glanced back.
In the shallows, Kakashi was down on one knee. Blood still seeped from the wound on his arm, and each breath came heavier than the last.
When Hayashi turned back, his eyes narrowed.
For some reason, anger began surging up from his chest.
Ever since coming to this world, he had considered himself someone who went with the flow. If he could lie down, he would never stand; if he could settle things with his fists, he would never waste words.
But there was one line he would never let anyone cross.
-no one had ever been allowed to hurt someone he felt he should protect right in front of him.
"Everyone, get back."
Hayashi's voice sank low.
"Keep Kakashi-sensei safe."
The instant the words left his mouth, he lowered his body, holding his sword in one hand with its tip dragging at an angle along the ground.
A heartbeat later, like a beast unleashed from its cage, he charged fearlessly at the Demon God in the mist!
"You have a death wish!"
Zabuza brought his massive sword crashing down head-on!
Hayashi neither dodged nor ducked. He swept his Tachi diagonally upward, and the two blades collided-
Clang!!
Sparks flew everywhere!
The tremendous force from the massive sword sent pain tearing through the web of his hand. Gritting his teeth, Hayashi twisted his wrist and took an unconventional angle, forcibly deflecting the blade to one side as he pressed in again!
"Naruto! Sakura! Sasuke!" Holding back the sword, he shouted without looking back, "Clear a spot for Kakashi-sensei! Let him rest a little