"Interesting... I suppose it's time to change my approach."
Perched high above the chaos, Jaxon sat cross-legged, one hand propping up his chin as he observed the battle below with great interest. His eyes shimmered with calculation, flitting occasionally toward Xuanwo Yunnai beside him.
"Hey! Yun Nai!"
He called out to her without shifting his gaze.
"Do you think you can suppress Kushina in her current state?"
"As long as I get close, using the Adamantine Sealing Chains shouldn't be a problem!" Yun Nai responded without hesitation.
The Adamantine Sealing Chains—one of the Uzumaki Clan's unique Kekkei Genkai abilities—relied on vast chakra reserves. It was a top-tier sealing technique, powerful enough to suppress even Tailed Beasts. When it came to sealing power, few techniques could rival it.
"Then go," Jaxon said indifferently. "It's time to show the world what the Uzumaki Clan is truly capable of."
Two days ago, he never would've involved himself in something this dangerous. Back then, lacking strength and status, he would've been an easy target for Konoha's old political foxes.
But now, things were different.
Now, they should be worried about him.
Without another word, Yun Nai stood, eyes burning with determination. She leaped from the ledge, landing at the edge of the barrier in an instant.
"I'll help!"
Her voice rang out clearly across the battlefield.
Several shinobi turned toward the source of the sudden declaration. Most only spared her a glance—just a red-haired girl, unexpected and unfamiliar.
"Let her through," Tsunade ordered without hesitation when she noticed the girl. The tension in her shoulders loosened just a bit.
This fight had tested everyone present. Most of them had never faced a true Tailed Beast rampage before. But now, having endured its overwhelming chakra and bloodlust, they had begun to adapt. Slowly, but surely.
"Adamantine Sealing Chains!" Yun Nai shouted.
Six massive chakra chains burst from her back, glowing with golden-red energy. The chains writhed like living serpents, shooting toward Kushina with deadly accuracy.
Despite her transformation and the influence of the Nine-Tails, Kushina could not escape them. The chains followed her relentlessly, weaving through debris and broken earth.
In seconds, they bound her tightly, wrapping around her limbs and torso like an unbreakable web.
Kushina collapsed to one knee, held firmly in place. She roared—but the chains held.
Just as her rampage halted, Minato Namikaze appeared out of nowhere—his form blinking into existence beside her like a flash of lightning.
Before anyone could react, his hands blurred through a flurry of seals.
"Eight Trigrams Sealing!"
"Four Symbols Sealing!"
The words echoed like thunder. Two blinding runes lit the air before slamming into Kushina's abdomen.
BOOM!
A deep, muffled shockwave followed the seals' activation. Kushina's body trembled violently—then crumpled like a puppet whose strings had been cut.
She collapsed, motionless, as silence fell over the battlefield.
Her skin was pale, almost translucent, her chakra completely drained. There wasn't a shred of energy left in her—only a fragile body trembling from overload.
The remnants of her clothes had been seared away during her time in the Nine-Tails Chakra Mode. She lay completely exposed.
Tsunade moved swiftly, throwing off her jacket—which bore the large red kanji for "Gamble"—and covering Kushina without delay.
Had she not acted, Kushina's vulnerable state would have turned the moment into a humiliating spectacle. But Tsunade's swift gesture maintained the dignity of the fallen Jinchūriki.
"Enough. This incident is over," Tsunade announced coldly, standing tall as her voice rang through the stunned silence.
"I'm taking Kushina with me. And I strongly suggest—no one dares monitor her for the time being."
Though her tone was even, every word carried the weight of an unspoken threat. It struck with the force of a hammer—firm, final, and uncompromising.
Her sharp eyes landed on the Third Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi, without a trace of hesitation.
This wasn't a suggestion. It was a declaration of authority.
No one dared argue.
Everyone at the scene, from Elite Jonin to the remaining Anbu, felt the underlying warning behind Tsunade's words. She had taken command—and no one questioned her right.
During the battle, Tsunade had come to understand the situation in its entirety.
What had seemed like a random outburst had layers of manipulation beneath it. She couldn't prove it—not yet—but the threads were there.
Her gaze shifted again—this time toward Jaxon.
He was still seated high above, wearing a faint smile as if watching an entertaining play unfold.
Tsunade narrowed her eyes.
Something about him felt... off.
He hadn't lifted a finger during the chaos. He didn't even seem concerned for Konoha's well-being. Instead, he watched it unravel like an outsider.
She couldn't explain it, but deep down, she felt his presence had somehow influenced this entire incident.
And yet—there was no evidence. Just intuition.
Meanwhile, the battlefield was a mess.
What had once been a calm training field now resembled a disaster zone. Craters, torn soil, and shattered buildings filled the landscape. The barrier was cracked and fading. Blood and scorch marks stained the ground.
Many Chunin lay injured. Some had already been rushed to the hospital. The rest sat propped against broken stone walls, faces pale and exhausted.
For a Village already stretched thin from war, this internal incident was a critical blow.
The damage wasn't catastrophic—but it wasn't small, either.
Opposing Tsunade's decision now would only sow more instability, and no one wanted that.
"The Anbu and Root squads assigned to surveillance—report to the Hokage's office immediately," Hiruzen Sarutobi barked, his voice low and gravelly.
And then—he vanished.
One moment he stood in the center of the chaos, the next he was gone, disappearing into thin air like a ghost.
The Anbu and Root operatives followed without hesitation. Though many bore wounds, they knew explaining the chain of events clearly was now their top priority.
One misstep, one wrong word—and they could be the ones held accountable for nearly destroying the Village.
Meanwhile, those who remained surrounded Yun Nai once again—each assuming a cautious stance.
She had just played a pivotal role in sealing the Nine-Tails. But to some, that only made her more dangerous.
"Miss Yun Nai," a voice called out firmly, breaking the tension.
It was an Anbu—a tall shinobi in a gray combat uniform, a fox mask covering his face. His voice was calm, but held undeniable authority.
"By order of Hokage-sama, please come with us to provide a full explanation of your involvement in today's incident."
Yun Nai's body stiffened slightly..
Though she had no intention of hiding the truth, being escorted by masked operatives under Hiruzen's direct orders still made her uneasy..
She looked back—just briefly—toward Jaxon.
But he only smiled back at her, unmoving. Like always, he remained an observer. Detached. Calculating.
As if he were still playing a game.
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