Chapter 76. The end of the battle

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As if falling from a height in a dream, Samato suddenly realized that he had come out of the inner world. His eyes were pierced with intense pain, and a weak chakra exhaustion was felt in body. With a little effort, he opened his eyes, which were stuck together with blood.

The first thing that got into his blurry field of vision was one of the clan members hovering over him. His face, distorted with pain, lit up with relief and barely noticeable gratitude, seeing that the scientist had come to his senses. Barely able to focus his blurred vision, Samato examined the man more fully, noticing the kunai stuck in his shoulder to the hilt.

- Samato-dano, are you okay? Is there anything I can do to help? – With a faintly audible concern in his voice, the man asked.

- Help me sit down.

Quickly nodding at the calm words of the boy, the man with a twitching face from pain, supported Samato with a whole hand. Squinting, the scientist wiped the blood on his face with his sleeve with distaste, then folded the seal, activating the medical palm. Leaning his hands covered with medical chakra to his eyes, he listened to the explosions that were carried at a short distance from them.

- What is the situation? How long have I been unconscious?

- Since you lost consciousness, it's been about... two minutes. Because of the danger, Harushumo-dano ordered me to take you away from the battle. – Subconsciously looking at the kunai stuck in it, the man continued. - When I was about to take you away from the battlefield, this thing, realizing its position, tried to take you hostage, but others did not let it do it… Apparently having lost hope, the little bastard went to all lengths and used the technique previously indicated in the dossier. – Chewing his lip a little, sadness slipped into the man's tone. - With her help, she managed to get Kawarami and Sagashi out of the fight ... Now Harushumo-dano and Rakoshi-san are trying to exhaust her ... - Just at this moment, the man's face suddenly lost its sadness, acquiring a mocking grin. Samoto, though he did not see it, heard how the man's tone changed dramatically. – But apparently it won't be necessary…

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- Deactivate susano and your eye, then give up. If you make one extra move, I'll crush his neck.

As if confirming his words, Ame raised his hand, turned Naki's blood-covered face towards Naori, who was frozen in shock, and began to squeeze his neck. Frightened, the girl immediately deactivated susano and sat down on her knee from fatigue.

- Why? We didn't do anything! I…

Her sad tone was interrupted by Ame's cold words. – I didn't let you talk. Another oversight…

The nails of the man from the influencing force stuck into the skin, releasing a small amount of blood. Seeing this, Naori clenched her teeth and fell silent, her mengekyo quickly returned to the usual, slightly faded black pupil.

- Rakoshi-san, seal her tenketsu.

Continuing to look at Uchiha, Ame said. The heavily breathing man just nodded and limped quickly towards the girl, trying to finish this exhausting event as soon as possible. As soon as Rakoshi approached Naori, the girl looked at him in thought, but under the gaze of Ame, she did not dare to do anything.

- Get up!

Obeying, the girl slowly got up on shaky legs, only to collapse to the ground a moment later from dozens of blows. Falling on her back, a dark starry sky opened up on her, which made her tired mind stare.

Unfortunately, this was interrupted by a body collapsing next to her. Shifting her bleary gaze to the side, Naori saw the bloodied face of a young man lying next to her. His hair, matted with blood, was in disarray, and his jaw was shifted to the side with visible force. Slowly, moisture began to stand out from her eyes, which mixed with blood, turned into reddish tears.

- Uncle, we must hurry.

Suddenly, a child's voice brought Naori out of desperate thoughts, and the girl looked in his direction with visible fear and incomprehension. There she saw a boy she already knew, accompanied by one of the Hugues. His eyes were closed, but despite this, he moved as if he was well aware of his surroundings. When Naori wanted to ask something, the boy turned his head in her direction.

- Musushi-san knock out the girl and tie them up.

- Good Samato-dono.

The man with the bloody hole in his clothes on his shoulder nodded. Quickly approaching Naori, Musushi, without the pain that was visible on his face earlier, struck, plunging kunoichi, who wanted to say something, into unconsciousness. Taking out a rope from a slightly damaged bag on his hip, he began to tie up the young people.

Samato, meanwhile, approached Harushumo, who sat down on the battle-beaten ground. Under the understanding gaze of the heir, the scientist began to heal his wounds. After looking at this, Ame nodded to himself and took out a pill stimulating the restoration of the chakra. Sitting down next to him and closing his eyes, he began to diligently restore the chakra.

It didn't take long and soon Harushumo, without visible external injuries, stood up, still feeling a little pain in his internal organs. The scientist, without rest, quickly approached the held Musushi, Rakoshi.

Soon after finishing treating external and some internal injuries, Samato staggered back, sitting on the ground breathing heavily. Seeing that everything was finished, Harushumo waited for a nod from Ame and said.

- At least our remaining number is less than we expected… But remember, stay confident and act according to the agreed plan.

When he finished, he turned around and disappeared without seals, starting to move quickly towards fighting in the ninja city itself. Without words, Musushi and Rakoshi sighed and portrayed cold expressions, folded the seals, disappearing shunshene.

Feeling the trio leave the sensor radius, Samato turned his head towards Ame. The scientist felt that the amount of the chakra, man's under the influence of the drug, was rapidly recovering. He chuckled, took out a storage scroll from his hip and with effort, printed out several vials of liquid from it.

Opening one of the test tubes, Samato drank the contents, feeling the bitter-tasting liquid pass down his throat. Taking another test tube, he threw it into the Ame. Without opening his eyes, the man easily caught her. Without a fraction of fear, he uncorked the lid and poured the liquid into his mouth, slightly grimacing from the remaining taste.

- Okay, let's prepare the territory for the arrival of our "allies".

Corking the test tube and throwing it back to his nephew, Ame opened his eyes, stood up, looking expectantly at the boy. After sealing the empty test tubes back, Samato wearily stretched back to his back. With a click, one of the iron carbines unfastened and the scientist pulled on the loosely hanging belt, removing a large scroll from his back. Putting his hand to the strange seal at the place of the scroll's reversal, Samato removed the seal and handed it to Ama, allowing the scroll to unfold.

Nodding, the man quickly took the scroll from his nephew's hands and laid it on the ground, unfolded a several-meter-long paper filled with a variety of figures from symbols. After examining the scale of the seals applied, the man smiled proudly to himself. Putting his hand to the paper and folding the seal with the other, he directed an abundant amount of chakra.

As soon as Samato felt half of the restored Ame chakra flow into the scroll, a faint breeze and the feeling of several sources, almost disappeared signatures, washed over his face. A small encirclement near the Ame disappeared in an abundance of rapidly disappearing clouds of smoke, revealing seven bodies neatly folded and wrapped in bandages.

- It was quite difficult to prepare them, but the guys coped with a bang. Next, you will have a little training, you need to correct the external condition of these corpse.

sentenced Ame, removing the seal of preservation from the bandages and unwrapping one of the bodies. After removing the first bandages, the man carefully looked at the silhouette in front of him. She was a pretty twenty-year-old girl with black hair. There were several wounds on her face from cutting tools and direct blows. The most attention-grabbing of any ninja would be her equipment. It consisted of samurai gray armor, with the Senju symbol on the collar and a sword.