Though his mind was in an overload, he did his best to remember all the critical information about the armor in which had been used against them. He got the answer.
“No… while we were all fighting, I had noticed all of their absence. As far as the Kazekage… For the second time, I had been at the spearhead of a battle in which involved our whole continent, yet I had yet seen his intervention. I hadn’t even had the chance to confront him for the first… I figured that if he had indeed abandoned us, I would return as his competitor and yes…” he said as he looked at Kayo “overthrow him. However… I am reconsidering this. There may be now an alternative path… Regardless, I will become a Kage and prepare people for this threat.” Hayabusa nodded, as they all stood.
“I will see myself home…” as the priestess vanished and the others walked out, he watched them walk away. He had been calm and humble, but there had been a part of him that boiled. Indirectly, people DIED so that he could be recruited into a larger threat. Hayabusa turned to Asura.
“To Dream Island is it for me… I need to go into exile for a little while. I have a little bit of soul searching and fine tuning to do. Anyway… be careful out here. If you learn of anything critical, I would love to hear about it. Keep your Gesshoku mask nearby. I may need to have a team meeting soon. Good luck…” Hayabusa looked around, as he had now been left alone in the room. He looked around, admiring the castle.
“Hmph… beautiful…” he turned, before he immediately vanished, in a matter of a second to return to his own island & continent.
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