A few minutes later, at the entrance of Amegakure.
With his legs completely healed, Nagato stood quietly in the falling rain, wearing a long robe and a conical bamboo hat. No longer drained year after year by the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path, his complexion had recovered remarkably well, and his once emaciated frame had returned to a much healthier state.
Standing at the village entrance, his deep gaze pierced through the drizzling rain toward the distance, a calm expression masking his thoughts.
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