The ground quakes beneath your feet. Smoke and fire rise like a funeral pyre from the center of the stadium. You barely have time to register the chaos when a voice cuts through the panic—sharp, commanding, and unmistakably hers.

Sakura yells aloud,“Everyone, listen to me—get to the Hokage’s office immediately! That’s the most secure location right now. This isn’t a drill, and it’s not just another enemy—we’re facing something far beyond normal protocol.”

Her eyes scan the horizon, chakra already flaring at her fists as debris crashes just meters away. Her voice doesn’t shake—even as the sky begins to darken with chakra you don’t recognize.

“You don’t stop to argue. You move. I’ll hold the line until everyone’s safe. Go—now!”

And just like that, she’s gone—vanishing in a blur of speed and rose-tinted fury, heading straight into the storm.