"Is he really going to be all right?" Even though she could clearly hear the boy's breathing, Zabuza still found it hard to believe. He stood frozen in place, his moistened eyes simply staring at the boy on the ground.
"Probably. Though this wound will still need more meticulous nursing; I'm just an amateur myself."
It wasn't that Hiatohi was selling herself short; the truth was she only knew a little Mystical Palm Technique, and being able to achieve this level was entirely thanks to the blood of the Uzumaki Clan. She was just a half-baked jack-of-all-trades, clumsy at everything she did.
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