A fine, dense drizzle fell, and a light breeze carried the scent of blood.
Orange-yellow flames of war burned fiercely in this tear-stained country. Countless stiff, cold corpses lay strewn across the scorched earth.
Exhausted, the blonde woman stood atop a high mountain of corpses, most of her weight leaning heavily on a holy banner stained crimson with blood. Within a radius of several meters around her, a desolate no-man's-land had formed. Thousands of ninja stared at the blonde woman, their faces filled with terror.
Chapter 168