Perhaps it was due to being struck painfully by the Master, but the gaping mouth of the Ibuki Great Snake roared once again.
The female ninja's abdomen was slashed open by the hard snake scales, and the blood loss made her face turn several shades paler.
Her straw sandals and black tabi had been dyed red with blood, and this blood wasn't solely hers; it also came from the Snake God and those grotesque corpse fragments intertwined with Him.
The sensation under her feet was slippery and sticky, and the pulpy corpse fragments were like a swamp made of flesh and blood, firmly pulling at her feet, as if trying to drag her into an abyss of no return.
"There's no time..."
Although the Master and other teammates were doing their utmost to buy time for Asaki and eliminate any disturbances.
The female ninja still struggled greatly to face a single head of the Snake God alone.
Even though her aim wasn't to suppress the snake head but merely to keep dodging and climbing upwards.
