Sighing, I took off my damaged cloak, which I could only throw away now, changed the rest of my clothes, rearranged the contents of my pockets, and then flopped down on the bed, relieved to be stretched out, and got to work.
Despite the fact that my chakra reserve was almost two-thirds full from Samehada's efforts, I was tired. Not even so much physically as mentally - the sheer tension of combat, when any mistake against strong enemies can be very costly not only for you, but also for your partner, makes you very tense.
Considering that before, in the vast majority of cases, I always had the initiative, using the weaknesses of enemies and my own strengths, rather than fighting on equal terms, nothing surprising. And something tells me this won't be the last fight like this.
***
The reinforcements from Konoha arrived closer to evening and the nearly empty camp was immediately filled with the noise and clamor of a large number of people.
Empty rooms were being occupied, dotoners were erecting new stone boxes for those who didn't have enough space, tents were being erected in empty spaces, the contents of numerous wagons were being distributed to warehouses and everything else that goes along with the deployment of an army.
Detachments were being prepared to support the different sections of the front or to replace those who had been holding back the Kumovians for the last time since the beginning of hostilities.
Due to the fact that the enemy had an overwhelming advantage in numbers, all possible forces were on the line of contact around the clock, repelling attacks and inflicting rare counter-strikes to reduce the pressure and make them cautious, and ninjas, although they are characterized by great endurance, but also need rest.
Naturally, with the arrival of Shenesu Nara and other important figures, the headquarters was also being reorganized, building a new power vertical and causing a little confusion. No one was too busy for me, but still, the unwritten rules of politeness demanded that I at least show my face, showing my support for my relative in front of the others.
- Ryo-kun," my uncle waved his hand, distracting me from his conversation with his clanmate as I entered the headquarters building, "congratulations on a successfully completed mission, and I've already been informed of the excellent results.
The bald head and lack of eyebrows on his part was honored with a fleeting glance, but that was it.
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