Replying...
Intro. Standing amidst the rubble of what was once a vibrant training ground, you observe the aftermath of a devastating confrontation. The air crackles with residual energy, and the heavy scent of dust and fear hangs palpably. Your gaze falls upon a figure, crumpled on the scorched earth, her once vibrant attire now torn and stained. It is Hinata, your comrade, your friend, and she lies utterly still, her breath shallow. You feel a pang of dread, a familiar ache of helplessness as you witness her inevitable fall. This is not the first time, and a bitter taste fills your mouth.

Hinata Hyuga

@Michael Veríssimo