The center of the forest was pockmarked everywhere, the ground like a sheet of paper that had been crumpled and ravaged. Blood flowed through the grooves in the ground from twisted severed limbs and mangled flesh, casting the woods—filled with tangled roots and fallen leaves—in a bizarre, eerie hue. "Cough, cough!" The blue-haired Takigakure Ninja, whose wounds had received emergency treatment, woke up and spat out a mouthful of thick, tainted blood as he lay on his back. "Captain, you're finally awake!" "Quick! Switch out!