C361 Last Resort

Three days, in the blink of an eye.

The morning sunlight scattered across the Konohagakure like broken gold.

On the building of the Fire Shadow, Third Generation Hokage stood with his hands behind his back. Looking at the distant The sealing Door slowly being pushed open, he let out a deep breath of turbid air.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

A piercing sound rang out