"Kakashi, you're not hurt, are you?"
Might Guy reached out and helped the somewhat weakened-looking Kakashi to his feet, concern written across his face.
Kakashi straightened up and let out a breath.
"I'm fine. Just a little drained."
"You came at just the right time!"
Given Kakashi's strength, although his chakra reserves were not particularly large, they were still at a very high level.
The main reason the White Zetsu Army had driven him into such a desperate situation was their sheer numbers, which had kept him locked in fierce combat without any chance to recover his chakra or stamina.
Against ordinary enemies, Kakashi could find openings to recover his chakra even while fighting.
But that was impossible when battling the White Zetsu Army.
The countless enemies gave him no time to recover.
That was why he had fallen into danger this time. Fortunately, Might Guy had arrived in time, or he really would have suffered a serious setback.
With two swishes, Minato Namikaze and Naruto Uzumaki appeared beside them.
"Kakashi-sensei, how are you?" Naruto approached with concern, looking Kakashi up and down.
With his disheveled hair, clothes torn in several places, and numerous exposed wounds, Kakashi certainly did not look well at first glance.
"I'm fine, I'm fine." Kakashi shook his head. He had simply failed to catch his breath just now, allowing a large number of White Zetsu to surround him.
Otherwise, this many enemies would not even have been enough for him to kill.
Seeing that Kakashi was all right, Minato Namikaze also breathed a sigh of relief.
Nothing could happen to Kakashi at a time like this. He was the commander of the Third Division.
The main force was already retreating steadily under the enemy's relentless onslaught. If anything happened to Kakashi, their commander, the battle