Mirai Sarutobi gripped her chakra blades and stared fixedly at the two puppets before her, feeling a little nervous.
What do I do? What do I do? What if I can't beat them? They look so vicious. One glance is enough to tell they're bad guys. What if they do something unspeakable to me? Nooo, no, no!
Watching the surrounded Mirai Sarutobi from a distance, Urashiki wondered how to get word to Konoha that she was trapped here. He had absolutely no idea what was going through her head.
Urashiki stroked his chin as he watched Mirai Sarutobi unleash her cosmos in the distance.
For a moment, he found the natives of this planet particularly strange. They were unlike the creatures he knew. As a member of the Ōtsutsuki Clan, he had visited countless planets and seen living beings in all their variety.
Yet only the natives of this planet puzzled him. They clearly had no chance of winning, and their strength was so meager, so why wouldn't they give up? Why did they keep fighting desperately? Why didn't they run?
Urashiki pondered it for a long time without finding an answer, then simply stopped bothering.
When he looked back at the battle, Mirai Sarutobi had destroyed the two Ōtsutsuki puppets with her burst of strength, but she did not seem to be in good shape.
Urashiki slowly floated over. Having just exhausted herself to destroy the puppets, Mirai Sarutobi was still basking in the relief of surviving, unaware that a new danger would descend so soon.
"Well, well, well. You actually broke two of my toys. How impressive."
Mirai Sarutobi looked up and saw Urashiki in the air. Her face instantly went pale.
A sense of helplessness suddenly washed over her. The gap in their strength was so vast