The Iwagakure shinobi looked up at Hinata, who was steadily rising into the sky. Their expressions were tense and heavy with unease.
Though Hinata wasn't particularly renowned across the shinobi world, her identity as Hikaru Uchiha's wife was enough to command their full attention.
What truly unsettled them, however, was the power she displayed—floating in the air with ease.
They had only seen such an ability in their own Kage. A shinobi who could fly was no weakling.
The Iwa-nin knew all too well: underestimating an enemy like this could lead to disastrous consequences.
So, their faces were etched with caution and focus. They tightened their grips on their weapons, fully prepared to respond to Hinata's next move.
At that moment, Hinata hovered mid-air, staring absentmindedly down at the Iwa-nin below.
Her thoughts seemed to drift across time and space, back into the past.
In another world, Madara Uchiha had entrusted his Rinnegan to her.
That power had been her talisman in the face of the overwhelming threat posed by Isshiki Ōtsutsuki, granting her the right to flee.
And it was thanks to the Sage of Six Paths of that world that she was able to wield that power properly.
After failing to seal Isshiki, that Sage had passed his chakra onto her.
That chakra was like a blessing, a divine protection, allowing her to unleash incredible power in her most desperate moments.
But now, Hinata had discarded that borrowed strength and awakened a new power of her own—the Reversal Eye.
As Hikaru had once told her: "What's truly yours is what's best."
After reclaiming her own eyes, and with Hikaru's help, she succeeded in awakening the Reversal Eye—a power capable of bringing forth catastrophic destruction.
She was no longer the little girl who needed to rely on others.
She had become a truly powerful kunoichi.
Reflecting on her journey, Hinata's heart was filled with gratitude.
She knew that without those who had helped and supported her, she would never have made it this far.
She would forever carry that gratitude in her heart and keep moving forward—to protect everything she held dear.
Her gaze sharpened.
"Silver Wheel Reincarnation Explosion!" she shouted.
With her cry, a massive storm condensed in her palm, roaring downward like a silver tornado toward the Iwa-nin.
The shinobi on the ground stared in horror at the storm that threatened to consume the very earth.
Cold sweat ran down their backs—they knew this attack was no ordinary technique.
In that moment of peril, they quickly formed hand seals and unleashed their Earth Style chakra to defend against the devastating onslaught.
"Earth Style: Ten-Thousand-Mile Earth Flow Wall!"
With their shouts, colossal walls of stone erupted from the ground, towering before them in an attempt to stop the raging storm.
The storm born of the Silver Wheel Reincarnation Explosion collided violently with the Earth Style walls.
The air shook with deafening roars and blinding flashes of light.
Under the relentless assault, cracks spidered across the stone walls, chunks of earth flying in every direction.
The Iwa-nin struggled to reinforce the walls, but the storm was simply too powerful. Their efforts were in vain.
Their hearts sank, yet they stood their ground, trying to maintain the wall with the last of their strength.
But as the defenses crumbled, many of the Iwa-nin were exposed to the full force of the storm.
Unable to evade, they were shredded by the storm's razor-sharp winds—some thrown violently into the air, crashing down with bone-breaking force.
Soon, only a handful of Iwa-nin remained standing.
When the storm finally passed, fewer than one in ten had survived.
And even those who lived had lost the will to fight.
They looked up at Hinata with wide, fearful eyes—utterly shaken.
Her power had far exceeded their expectations. They knew—they were defeated. Iwagakure was defeated.
Hinata floated high above the battlefield, looking down at the wreckage below.
Her expression was unreadable, but her eyes shimmered with profound sorrow.
Her gentle heart told her the deaths below were meaningless… but she also knew that this was the brutal reality of war.
So she said nothing. She simply watched, her heart swirling with conflicted emotions.
Meanwhile, at the border between the Land of Fire and the Land of Lightning, Chiri Uchiha was on a rampage.
Unlike her three sisters, the moment the dimensional gate opened, she had streaked across the sky like lightning—appearing directly before the Kumogakure forces.
And without a single word of warning, she unleashed her Susanoo.
The air grew heavy. A golden glow swirled around her as a towering armored giant rose into being.
The Cloud-nin were stunned, but they quickly regained composure and launched a barrage of attacks.
Yet their strikes were useless against the mighty Susanoo. Like insects striking a mountain, they couldn't so much as scratch the golden titan.
After several fruitless attempts, the Kumogakure forces realized brute force would get them nowhere. They shifted to guerrilla tactics—spreading out, harassing from all sides, trying to drain Chiri's stamina.
They darted and weaved, attacking and retreating, keeping her from focusing her strength.
Chiri soon discovered that while Susanoo was powerful, it wasn't suited to wiping out large numbers efficiently.
So she dismissed it.
The Cloud-nin were quietly elated—until she tapped into the power of the Seven-Tails.
Brilliant butterfly wings unfurled behind her. In her hand, she held a short blade crackling with lightning.
The blade seemed to resonate with her will, extending with lightning chakra until it stretched over ten meters.
Then Chiri moved.
Blazing across the battlefield at several times the speed of sound, she became a bolt of lightning.
Everywhere she went, wind pressure exploded outward, sending Cloud-nin tumbling in her wake.
Those unfortunate enough to be in her path were cut down instantly—slain by a single sweep of her blade.
Screams and wails echoed across the battlefield.
These were the last cries of the Cloud-nin—filled with agony and despair.
It didn't take long before their lines collapsed under the invisible terror.
They tried to flee, desperate to escape death.
But escape was impossible.
Chiri was too fast. Even their elites couldn't outrun her.
She descended like a reaper upon their backs.
Even the aftershock of her passing was enough to kill.
In the end—not a single Cloud-nin escaped. Every last one fell before Chiri Uchiha.