Hello everyone :D
We leave the romantic, fluffy atmosphere in favor of a more sombre and dramatic one set during the war - speculation of course!
Ja ne,
Temari 88
- (December 19th) Assist -
They were in grave danger, the battle had been going on full out since the beginning and by now even the most resistant and resourceful shinobi were mostly worn out and tired; the enemies seemed an endless flow of Zetsus - every defeated body there were three taking its place - to which an incredible number of powerful and frightening warriors provived back up... all of those were terrific opponents: Hanzo the Salamander, some of the former Jinchuuriki, Chiyo-baa-sama, the most of the strongest leaders of different villages, the former Akatsuki members and so much more... and to top it all, Uchiha Madara standing tall at the father end of the enemy ninja, a looming presence whose ominous aura was felt even from great distance. The Commander General looked around, a deep frown etched on his brow as he saw shinobi after shinobi fall back - Gaara himself was feeling exhaustion dangerously creeping up on him, his chest rising as he heaved a breath and wiped sweat from his forehead; he surveyed the battlefield, trying to remember the position he knew his siblings and friends had been the last time he saw them and hoped they were alright, at the same time he spared a quick blessing for all those who had fallen. Gaara breathed in again, this time the strong odor of burned and charred earth and flesh assaulted his nose, his expression turning grime, his fists clenching painfully and his eyes narrowing. The burden he had felt since the beginning of the war was getting heavier and heavier, as he assisted to the struggle of the shinobi under his responsibility... he found himself wishing Naruto was there to share some of the weight with him...