Chapter 102 : Might Duy
Kushina decided to leave matters at the camp to Uchiha Fugaku for the time being. This was also what Kurama intended. This time, it was their turn to take action.
Kurama took Kushina, Mikoto, Hikari, and four others to the battlefield near the Forgotten Red Isle. From the moment they arrived, he sensed something unusual.
Deep within the dense forest, Might Dai wandered aimlessly. He had lost his way and, despite searching, had yet to encounter another soul. However, the air was thick with the scent of blood.
Following the trail in one direction, the stench grew stronger. Finally, he reached the sea.
The ocean's surface was painted in shades of black and crimson. Countless bodies floated in the water, their lifeless forms telling the story of a brutal massacre. Might Dai clenched his fists tightly, his entire body trembling.
He knew exactly where he was now.
This was the battlefield where Konoha clashed with the Hidden Mist. And the island in the distance? That was the infamous Forgotten Red Isle.
He had completely missed the battle.
A heavy weight settled in his chest. His comrades, his fellow shinobi—slain. Guilt gnawed at him. This wasn't the youth he had sworn to embody. Youth should be about camaraderie, standing side by side with one's friends. But now, his friends were gone, their corpses adrift in the merciless waves.
Though he was merely a Genin, he had stepped onto the battlefield like the Chūnin and Jōnin. He had trained relentlessly, growing stronger every day—no, every moment.
And yet, despite all of that, he had arrived too late.