The prospect of finding a vulnerability in Pain fueled a spark of hope in Kakashi.
His intuition wasn't far off.
Nagato's body was already strained from manipulating Pain for an extended period, coupled with the aftermath of the previous Almighty Push that he had taken head on from Carnes.
It had taken some toll on his frail body. Deva Path's frustration became palpable.
As Deva Path struggled, Nagato involuntarily coughed up a mouthful of blood, revealing his sole weakness—his precarious health.
It could be said that Nagato's sole vulnerability was his frail physique.
On the battlefield, Hinata, having repelled Deva Path, opted not to pursue him further.
She recognized the limitations of her abilities and understood that a mere punch wouldn't be enough to subdue Deva Path significantly.
It wouldn't be enough against him.
Even though she harbored some lingering questions about why Deva Path made such a critical error, now wasn't the time for pondering.
Without hesitation, Hinata, with the Gentle Step Twin Lion Fists at the ready, she sprinted towards Naruto.
Her focus was unwavering as another black rod embedded in Naruto's body was obliterated, eliciting excitement in Hinata's heart.
"That's it, one more down!" she muttered before delivering another resolute punch.
However, Nagato, resting in the shadows, had already recuperated.
He controlled the Deva Path to raise its arm, unleashing Almighty Push once more.
A powerful force of repulsion erupted.
Hinata was sent soaring more than ten meters back into the air before she crashed heavily onto the ground.
Witnessing this, Naruto's eyes widened, and he yelled desperately in anguish.
"Hinata!"
In that moment, Naruto found his mind in disarray, a vast emptiness clouding his thoughts.
A surge of boundless fury ignited within the depths of his chest; an inferno fueled by the injustices he had endured.
As the present unfolded, certain memories surfaced, etching themselves vividly in Naruto's consciousness, intensifying his emotions.
In the face of relentless ridicule and scorn from the villagers during his childhood, Naruto Uzumaki refused to yield, never acknowledging defeat.
They had failed to break his spirit as he had epitomized resilience and had resolute refusal to accept defeat.
The concept of surrender was absent from his defiant vocabulary.
When he saw the sight of Hinata facing the torment of students at the academy, Naruto's response was instinctual.
Despite the seemingly mundane circumstance, Naruto chose defiance once more.
He stood against the imminent ridicule, bullying, and the threat of violence with unwavering determination.
He rose to her defense, fully aware that his actions would subject him to further mockery, bullying, and physical abuse.
The actions of Naruto, bravely defending Hinata, had sown a profound seed within her heart.
It was a seed that blossomed into Hinata's enduring affection for Naruto.
It was this unwavering resilience that drew her towards him, creating a bond that would endure through time.
Fast forward to the present, and the roles had reversed.
Hinata, who had once been the recipient of Naruto's courage, now stood up to shield him.
"Hinata."
"Hinata!"
"Damn it!"
Naruto's anguished roar reverberated, an outpouring of emotions turning his demeanor into a maelstrom of turmoil.
It seemed his entire being was being consumed by madness inside his heart.
Meanwhile, Hinata lay on the ground, as she struggled to open her eyes.
the faint echoes of Naruto's cries reaching her ears amidst the chaos as she sensed the intensity of his emotions.
Blood trickled down her forehead, a crimson stain marring her otherwise fair look.
Despite the excruciating pain coursing through her body, Hinata refused to surrender. She rose, unyielding.
With unwavering determination, she lifted her battered body, a testament to her powerful spirit.
Even as her figure swayed, on the verge of collapse, she took each step with determination, reminiscent of a person navigating a difficult path.
Every step she took towards Naruto mirrored a relentless resolve.
Her movements, akin to an elderly person navigating arduous terrain, depicted a determination that defied the physical toll.
Although her figure wavered, on the verge of collapse, Hinata pressed on, inching closer to Naruto.
This scene had left Naruto utterly astounded.
The Hokage rooftop, witnessing this unfolding drama, echoed with collective shock.
"Hinata."
"Lady Hinata!"
The ninjas present there clenched their fists, their bodies trembling with a mixture of admiration and concern.
The unfolding scene became increasingly difficult to witness, an unspoken testament to the profound impact of Hinata's unwavering resilience.
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