"That was a dream... right?"
Within the area where the Giant Meteorite was descending.
A Kumogakure shinobi, so terrified that he had dropped his weapon, muttered those words.
And yet...
None of his companions could answer him.
Everyone's gaze was trapped by the terrifying sight before them, and they had lost all desire to respond.
These Kumogakure shinobi looked as though their souls had been stolen. Both their souls and their eyes were utterly captivated by the gigantic sphere drawing ever closer.
This was... a dream, right?
They had to be dreaming, right?
Ah... this was a nightmare they would never forget!
Everyone thought the same thing.
But those were merely inner voices trying to escape reality.
This couldn't possibly be real, right?
They didn't want to believe this was reality!
That feeling spread through the hearts of every Kumogakure shinobi.
Even as the sphere before them grew steadily larger and continued drawing closer, they still refused to acknowledge that this was reality-a reality as cruel as a nightmare.
If their opponent had merely been a shinobi.
Perhaps they would have found the courage to swing their weapons.
But this was a terrifying monster summoned by that dreadful man, that godlike bringer of death, after he had created a blue giant and cleaved two mountaintops apart before everyone's eyes.
No matter how they looked at it, this could not be ninjutsu a human could perform.
It was like the sun falling to earth!
No one could muster the courage to stand against it.
The enormous, unnatural meteor kept drawing closer.
"Pick up your weapons-"
A gruff voice cried out in alarm. It was Kinkaku, his eyes bloodshot and foam gathering at the corners of his mouth.
**"Everyone, pick up your weapons and kill that man! It's him! Kill him, and