Killer B looked at the Fourth Raikage's straight back and his empty right sleeve, his eyes growing hot.
He walked over to the Fourth Raikage and said quietly, "Big brother, your right arm..."
The Fourth Raikage turned his head and grinned at him.
"Who says I don't have a right arm?"
He patted Killer B's shoulder. "You are my other right arm."
Killer B shuddered.
As he looked at the unreserved trust in the Fourth Raikage's eyes and the fighting spirit rekindled in his comrades around him, the fear and confusion in his chest suddenly dissolved.
That was right. He still had his big brother and these comrades who fought beside him.
Kumogakure hadn't fallen yet!
"Yeah!"
Killer B nodded firmly, his eyes shining once more.
The Fourth Raikage laughed heartily and turned toward the tent.
"Get some rest, all of you! Tomorrow, we'll fight those Iwagakure bastards to the death!"
"Once we've driven Iwagakure back, we'll find that Genbu and bring Yugito back!"
"Yes!"
Everyone answered in unison, their voices free of confusion.
Night fell.
The Kumogakure camp was brightly lit.
Though the road ahead was difficult, at least at this moment, Kumogakure's spirit had not scattered.
The Fourth Raikage stood outside his tent, gazing at the night sky as he slowly clenched his left hand.
"Genbu..."
He murmured the name, a cold gleam flashing in his eyes.
"Whatever grudge lies between us, Kumogakure will remember this debt."
Early morning, the sun had just risen.
Outside the Kumogakure stronghold, the Iwagakure Army assembled once again.
Ōnoki hovered in midair, looking down at Kumogakure's defensive line with a slight frown.
Something was wrong.
Iwagakure's spies had already reported what had happened in Kumogakure. Normally, an attack on Kumogakure by that "Genbu," the abduction of the Two-Tails' jinchūriki, and the