Waves of sand, towering like mountains, rolled in from the desert, swallowing the sky and blotting out the sun.
This was Karura's power.
The massive dunes surged forward, hundreds of feet high, an unstoppable tide of destruction.
Sunagakure would drown under it.
"Is this really Karura's power? Incredible!"
Kushina, observing from the sidelines, couldn't help but exclaim.
No joke.
In the original timeline, Gaara's absolute defense stemmed from his mother's will. That fierce, undying love had been his shield.
But this?
This was pure carnage.
The Fourth Kazekage, Rasa, watched grimly.
He had severely underestimated Karura.
"Magnet Release: Gold Dust Barricade!"
Rasa conjured a colossal cube of gold-infused sand, hurling it at the incoming storm. He had to stop her. He had to suppress this madness before it consumed everything.
His heart pounded.
Fear.
A foreign, unwelcome feeling.
The cube, heavy with metallic weight, should have grounded the swirling sands. Instead, the golden mass was swallowed, devoured by Karura's endless desert.
"What... what is this?" Rasa felt dread coil around his throat.
This power—it made his chest tighten with raw terror.
"When the hell did she become this strong?"
Desperation bled into his voice.
"Magnet Release: Gold Dust Wave!"
A tide of shimmering gold surged to meet the incoming sandstorm, colliding with a violent explosion. The battlefield trembled, two monstrous forces wrestling for dominance.
And yet—
Karura's sand crushed through his golden tide.
The glittering dunes darkened, swallowed whole by the greater mass.
All of Rasa's gold—
Buried beneath Karura's overwhelming might.
Rasa shot into the sky, narrowly escaping the incoming cascade. His breath came sharp, uneven.
"Lady Karura is unstoppable!"
"Lord Kazekage can't even land a proper counterattack."
"The Third Kazekage was the strongest, but he vanished. Now the Fourth is being humiliated."
"Hey, shut it! We're supposed to support the Kazekage, not talk shit about him!"
The watching shinobi whispered among themselves, their unease palpable.
And still—the sandstorm did not relent.
Rasa's stomach twisted.
"Karura, are you...?"
Before he could finish, the impossible happened.
A third of Sunagakure—
Gone.
Buried beneath the sea of sand. Buildings collapsed, structures ground into dust under the suffocating weight.
"You attacked the village?!" Rasa roared.
Attack the village?
Karura scoffed.
"I'm attacking you."
Collateral damage was inevitable.
Total destruction? Desirable.
"You—!"
Rasa was speechless.
He had relied on Karura's mercy before.
That mercy was gone.
Now, she was ruthless.
Unfamiliar. Cold.
A stranger wearing the face of the woman he once knew.
Rasa didn't understand.
What had happened to her in Konoha?
Why had she returned with nothing but hatred?
Karura had changed.
Completely.
Kurama, standing nearby, watched with a smirk.
"Yes, Karura... that's how it should be."
Mercy? A hindrance.
Regret? A weakness.
A battle fought with hesitation wasn't a battle—it was self-sabotage.
"You bitch! You destroyed the village!"
"You blind fool! That woman buried Sunagakure, and you still call her 'Lady'!?"
Some of the watching Sand shinobi finally snapped.
They had lost everything. Their homes, their families, their livelihoods—
Because of her.
"Wind Release: Great Breakthrough!"
"Earth Release: Rock Spear Barrage!"
"Wind Release: Raging Sandstorm!"
A barrage of ninjutsu rained down toward Karura.
No hesitation. No restraint.
They wanted her dead.
"How noisy."
Kurama's expression twisted in disdain.
Massive blue-purple wings unfurled behind him, glowing with eerie chakra. A deep crimson aura flickered around him—
Meteor Chakra. Peacock Illusion Jutsu.
"Sand Waterfall Burial."
A pyramid of sand rose, swallowing the incoming attacks with ease.
And then—
The screaming started.
The attacking shinobi vanished into the shifting sands.
Their struggles were brief.
Their fates—sealed.
Flesh and blood turned into pulp under the crushing pressure.
"You bastard!"
Rasa cursed from above, hands clenched tight.
This power—
It was familiar.
He recognized it.
It was One-Tail's chakra.
His eyes widened in realization.
No.
No, it wasn't possible.
He had spent years suppressing Shukaku with his gold sand. The beast was unstable—impossible to control.
But this man—
Kurama wielded its power effortlessly.
That could only mean one thing.
Shukaku was gone.
Stolen.
"You... you took the One-Tail?" Rasa's voice cracked with rage and disbelief.
Kurama simply spread his hands, smirking.
Neither confirming nor denying.
That smirk was answer enough.
"What the hell?!"
The Sand shinobi were in shock.
Their greatest weapon—
Taken, right from under their noses.
This was their village.
And yet, Konoha had infiltrated without a trace.
Stolen their greatest asset.
And now Karura was openly waging war against them.
Shame burned through them.
This was the ultimate humiliation.
And it had happened without them even realizing.
"She's a traitor!"
"She gave our Tailed Beast to Konoha!"
Rasa's thoughts aligned with his people's fears.
They had been betrayed.
He had been betrayed.
The moment Karura left for Konoha, their fate had been sealed.
The village was now on the brink of annihilation.
"Don't interfere!"
Rasa's command rang through the battlefield.
If his shinobi continued to interfere, they would only make things worse.
No—
He had to win.
Then, he would rally the village and wipe these bastards out.
"You're still scheming?"
Karura's eyes narrowed.
Sand surged.
"Sand Binding Coffin."
A crushing weight slammed onto Rasa's right arm.
His heart stopped.
Shit.
He had left an opening—
A fatal mistake.
"Damn it! You coward! A sneak attack?!"
Karura's lips curled.
"Fair? In war?"
She tightened her grip.
Rasa's right arm—
Gone.
A scream tore through the battlefield
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