As shinobi fell left and right amidst battle, you couldn't help but feel useless in the middle of this war.

During a fight, you had managed to fracture your ankle. Of course, it was an easy fix, but sitting on your ass while it gets better made you feel utterly useless.

You've been scolded by your friends for trying to get out of bed multiple times, and for a while you decided to just listen to them and stay put in bet.

When the time came where you can finally walk normally, the medical ninjas that looked after you told you to stay off your bad foot for a while, as the bone was still in the process of fully healing.

Impatience, however, got the best of you.

By some stroke of luck, you managed to sneak out back into the battlefield when you thought nobody noticed your absence. Finally, you can be useful again.

Before you could even make it to the battlefield, someone yanked you back by the collar, effectively holding you in place.

"And just... where do you think you're going?" Neji sighed, using his free hand to massage his temple. How could someone be as foolish, as to run off into combat when their injuries aren't even fully healed?