As her clothes were removed, the girl's curving body was revealed in the dim light.
Without a trace of distracting thoughts, Goten's gaze fell straight on her snow-white back.
Where the poisoned needle had pierced her, large patches of strange purple-black markings spread unchecked around a tiny puncture wound, hideous and sinister.
The poison was still eating away at her life.
The coldness in Goten's eyes deepened, and his killing intent toward the man called Sasori of the Red Sands had already reached a boil.
He forcibly suppressed the killing intent surging inside him and slowly refined the vast Ki within his body, enough to destroy stars, into its purest state.
His broad, warm palm gently settled against the smooth skin of Sakura's upper back.
The instant they touched, a cold, twisted energy counterattacked wildly, like a shark catching the scent of blood.
"You're asking to die."
Goten murmured those words, and golden flames of Ki erupted from his palm.
The supremely overbearing golden energy collided violently with the icy Crimson Prison Poison inside Sakura's fragile body.
"Ngh..."
The unconscious Sakura let out a pained moan, her body instinctively writhing violently as though she were enduring unimaginable torture.
Goten frowned. His other hand swiftly circled her waist, holding her soft body firmly in his arms.
With that, the two were locked in a close embrace, his chest almost pressed against her back.
The contours of the girl's body pressed distinctly against his chest.
"Don't be afraid."
Goten leaned down, bringing his warm lips close to Sakura's small, lovely ear, his voice low and full of strength.
"I'm here. Just sleep, and you'll be all right."
His voice seemed to carry some strange magic, passing through her ear straight into Sakura's mental world, which was on the verge of collapse.
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