The feeling of restraint on her body vanished, and chakra once again flowed freely through her veins.
Faint rays of light pierced the darkness.
Saya slowly opened her eyes. Moonlight reflected in her dull black pupils—lifeless, hollow, and yet unbearably sorrowful.
"...The seal... has been broken?"
She rose and tore off the scroll cloth wrapped around her limbs. Her thoughts immediately returned to the final command from Zhili:
"Go to the battlefield. Leave no one alive—except Uchiha!"
Without hesitation, Saya turned, ignoring the one who had broken her seal, and dashed toward the sounds of battle.
Smack.
A hand grabbed her wrist, halting her movement.
"Don't you think you should thank your savior first?"
Uchiha Hikaru's calm voice reached her ears.
Saya instinctively turned back and stared into his eyes.
Mangekyō Sharingan... He must be the new clan leader.
She bowed deeply, her tone as expressionless as a doll's.
"Thank you. But I must complete the mission Lord Zhili entrusted to me first."
"Please wait for me. I will carry out that task now."
Hikaru released her wrist with a faint smirk.
If Orochimaru had been here, he'd have felt déjà vu—it was the same expression he wore when he first met Kimimaro.
Hikaru followed Saya quietly, his mind analyzing her behavior.
Only one word described it:
Rigid.
If Kimimaro was like a perfected AI, programmed to sacrifice everything for Orochimaru, then Saya was the prototype—an earlier version designed only to serve the Uchiha.
That's right: her very existence revolved around Uchiha.
Her words made it clear—her obedience was dictated by the strength of the Mangekyō she saw.
Hikaru had only shown his ordinary Mangekyō, so she viewed him on par with Zhili. But she hadn't yet realized the true depth of his power—the Eternal Eye of the Dragon Vein.
In an age where Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan didn't exist yet, Hikaru's power was beyond comprehension to most.
Saya sprinted barefoot toward the battlefield, Hikaru a shadow at her heels.
Far ahead, Zhili sensed Saya's chakra signature and finally allowed herself a brief smile.
Fire chakra surged into her blade.
"Uchiha Style: Sword Leaping Flame!" 🔥
With a single swing, she cleaved a Senju ninja in two.
Her chakra was depleted—she could no longer sustain Susanoo. All she had left were her sword skills and sheer will.
But Saya's return sparked something within her.
"Saya is back! Uchiha never surrenders!" 🌙
Her voice lit a fire in every Uchiha on the battlefield.
"That war weapon has returned! Victory is ours!"
"Those who invade Uchiha lands—die!"
"Feel the might of our vengeance!"
Desperation turned to hope as exhausted Uchiha warriors summoned every last drop of chakra and surged forward with renewed fury.
Swords clashed. Blood painted the battlefield crimson. Dismembered bodies littered the ground.
Saya's kaleidoscope eyes swept across the chaos, leaving spiritual marks in her wake.
With a breath, she invoked the mark of the Eight Thousand Spears.
Her eyes spun wildly.
Suddenly, chakra drained from every non-Uchiha body on the field, streaming toward Saya in rivers of invisible energy.
Fear swept across the enemy.
"That girl—she's the war weapon...!"
"Wasn't she sealed by the Uzumaki?!"
"Don't tell me... Uzumaki betrayed us?!"
Even Senju Men, locked in battle with Uchiha Zebra, felt his chakra rapidly bleeding away.
Under normal conditions, it wouldn't have mattered—but against Zebra, his equal, it was a death sentence.
"Zebra... is she really your clan's weapon?"
"She's terrifying. If she targeted me fully, even I couldn't last long..."
Zebra pressed the advantage. Susanoo's power surged as he drove the wooden giant back.
"This is our weapon for victory," he declared, gripping Susanoo's blade tighter.
"Call it shameful if you want—this is war!" 💢
He swung down and sliced the right arm clean off the Senju wooden giant.
BOOM!
The severed limb crashed to the earth.
For the first time, retreat crossed Menyan's mind.
The objective was achieved. Continuing the fight would only lead to more death.
"Senju Alliance! Fall back!"
His command echoed across the battlefield.
Though Zebra longed to pursue, the Uchiha were running on fumes.
They had won—but at terrible cost.
He clenched his jaw and dispelled his Susanoo.
"Uchiha! Gather our fallen! Every one of them is a hero!"
"This war... is over." 😔
The Uchiha survivors collapsed to the ground, breathing ragged, their faces stained with blood, sweat—and sorrow.
"Damn Senju... and those traitor clans..."
"We'll make you pay. One day..."
Brothers. Sisters. Friends. Mentors. Parents.
Of the 4,000 Uchiha who had taken the field, less than 1,500 remained.
They had bled for survival.
Saya returned, chakra still surging within her.
She stopped before Uchiha Hikaru, raised her gaze, and asked in a quiet voice:
"Sir... do you have another mission for me?" (・_・)ノ
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