"Stay with me. Don't worry about the other areas, and don't touch the enemy corpses- especially you, Nawaki!"
At times like this, Xin's priority was the safety of his own squad.
If it was possible to assist other squads, Xin wouldn't hesitate to lend a hand.
But if circumstances didn't allow it, he wouldn't risk his squad by attempting a rescue.
"..."
In a moment like this, you're still keeping an eye on me?
Am I really that unreliable?
Why didn't you remind Minato instead?
Nawaki's face was contorted with frustration.
"They're here."
Xin didn't have time to worry about what Nawaki was thinking.
Because the enemy had arrived.
"Let's see... just three little kids, huh?"
Unlike Xin's squad, the enemy was a standard ninja team-one captain with three members, with the captain wearing a Sand Village jōnin vest.
Upon seeing Xin's squad, the Sand jōnin's eyes lit up.
We're being underestimated again.
Nawaki felt a surge of irritation. Minato, though expressionless, was similarly displeased.
Xin hated being called a kid, and Minato and Nawaki didn't like it either.
Against such opponents, there was no need for words—just action.
Activating his Sharingan, Xin used a body flicker to close the distance.
In the blink of an eye, he was right in front of them.
Such speed with that body flicker... and those are... the Sharingan!
A young age, white hair, and a three-tomoe Sharingan-this must be Uzagi Xin!!
The Sand jōnin felt his heart plummet as his pupils shrank. He couldn't believe that what he thought were three easy targets included a deadly opponent.
Don't look into his eyes.
The Sand jōnin growled, swinging his sword in an attempt to force Xin back while quickly lowering his head to avoid eye contact.
"Sakura Drop."
When those words echoed in his ears, the Sand jōnin's consciousness was already being dragged into a genjutsu. Before he could even comprehend what was happening, a sharp pain pierced his throat. Hot blood sprayed out, splattering even the nearby trees.
Am I... going to die?
Having suffered a fatal blow, the Sand jōnin's awareness snapped out of the genjutsu, but all that awaited him was rapidly fading life.
His vision darkened, and the world lost its color as his body slumped to the ground.
Silence fell over the scene.
The three Sand ninjas stared in shock as their captain's throat was inexplicably slit, his body crumpling to the ground. Their minds went blank, taking several seconds to process what had happened.
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