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... ed again before the Allied Shinobi Forces.

Everyone's expressions changed, and they instinctively took a step back.

After all, too many of their comrades died at the hands of Ten-Tails. Even Allied Shinobi Forces' headquarter was destroyed by Ten-Tails' Tailed Beast Balls, and everyone inside was killed.

This had nothing to do with courage; it was simply primal fear.

"Don't worry, we have the Hokages fighting alongside us, so there's no need to fear even a monster ...

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