Chakra flowed from Xuandou's palm, a warm current swirling and gathering in her lower abdomen.
A moment later, a pink heart-shaped pattern slowly appeared on her skin.
The intricate, elaborate pattern gave off a faint pink glow.
"Done."
Xuandou withdrew his hand.
Kurotsuchi abruptly sat up and looked down at the faint pink heart on her lower abdomen, her cheeks flushed.
She hurriedly pulled her clothes down, jumped off the desk, and glared at Xuandou.
"Can you take me to see them now?"
"Let's go."
Xuandou stood up and led her toward the door.
The two passed through a long corridor and descended a stone staircase.
The farther down they went, the damper the air became and the lower the temperature dropped.
At the end of the corridor stood a heavy iron door.
Two Uchiha Anbu stood on either side of the door. They immediately saluted when they saw Xuandou.
"Open the door."
Xuandou gave the order.
The Anbu nodded and pushed the iron door open.
A cold, damp draft hit them in the face, the musty air making them frown involuntarily.
It was an underground prison, small but divided into several separate cells.
Each cell was enclosed by thick iron bars covered in engraved Seal Talismans that flickered with a faint blue light.
Ōnoki was locked in the innermost cell.
Wearing his gray Tsuchikage Robe, he sat on a straw mat in the corner, his white hair disheveled and his face pale.
Heavy chains bound his hands, their other ends secured to the wall.
Seal Talismans covered his body, keeping his chakra firmly sealed.
In the neighboring cell, Kitsuchi leaned against the wall with both hands clasped over his head, his face full of exhaustion.
In the cell opposite, Akatsuchi curled up in a corner, his large frame crammed