The battle had already begun.
Boruto and the others were locked in a fierce fight against Mamushi. The air was heavy with tension, dust rising with every clash. The enemies weren't just attacking blindly—they were adapting, watching every move carefully.
Meanwhile…
Far away from the chaos, Jura sat quietly on a large stone.
In his hands was an old book.
A story about love.
The battlefield felt distant here, almost like another world. Jura's eyes moved slowly across the pages, his expression calm but curious—something unusual for him.
He paused.
"…Love is a feeling from which we get strength to fight… but at the same time, it makes us weak in front of the one we love."
Jura closed the book halfway, thinking deeply.
"What a strange word… love."
A faint smile appeared on his face.
"Ahh… maybe I should go to the village. There might be more books about this."
He stood up, brushing the dust off his clothes, unaware that his curiosity would soon collide with destruction.
Back to the Battlefield
Mamushi continued their assault.
Their goal was clear—eliminate Eida.
But standing in their way was Daemon.
One Mamushi rushed forward to attack—
The moment it made contact with killing intent…
It died instantly.
The others froze.
They quickly realized something was wrong.
"Don't attack him directly…"
Some Mamushi changed strategy, trying to ignore Daemon and move straight toward Eida.
But Daemon smirked.
"You think you can just walk past me?"
In an instant, he touched one of them—
Another death.
But the Mamushi were many.
Too many.
Boruto Enters the Flow
Suddenly—
A flash.
Boruto activated his Karma, his presence instantly overwhelming the battlefield.
His speed increased dramatically.
"Flying Raijin…"
In a blink, he vanished.
And reappeared behind two Mamushi.
"Rasengan!"
Boom!
Two enemies erased instantly.
Before the others could react—
Boruto drew his sword.
With swift, precise movements—
Five Mamushi were cut down.
His movements were clean, calculated… almost emotionless.
This wasn't the Boruto from before.
This was something far more dangerous.
Jura Arrives
At that moment—
Jura entered Konoha.
He didn't rush.
He simply walked.
But then…
He stopped.
His eyes shifted slightly.
"…This chakra…"
He looked toward the battlefield.
"It's far greater than before."
A faint excitement appeared in his expression.
Without hesitation, Jura moved toward the source.
The Observer of War
From a distance, Jura finally saw him—
Boruto.
Fighting.
Dominating.
Jura didn't interfere.
He just watched.
Carefully.
Silently.
"…So this is strength born from bonds?"
His grip tightened slightly.
The words from the book echoed in his mind.
"Love gives strength… but also creates weakness."
Jura's eyes narrowed.
"I wonder…"
His gaze locked onto Boruto.
"Which one are you?"
To be continue...