Feitao's sensory skills were exceptional, and it didn't take long for her to track them down. Sure enough, they were dragging along a child who looked no more than four years old. With her jet-black hair, she must have been the little Kurotsuchi that Deidara had mentioned.
Judging solely by their chakra levels, none of these individuals posed a real threat. However, lacking practical combat experience, Feitao was terrified of getting the worst of it. Taijutsu was her strongest suit at the moment, but wearing knuckle dusters would make forming hand signs rather inconvenient.
She swallowed hard. There were four of them in total: two in the front, one in the middle, and one trailing behind. The best approach would be to knock out the two rearmost guards and flee with the child. Escaping alone would be much simpler, and they surely wouldn't dare cause a public scene on the streets.
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