Upon the field, Hyuga Hinata moved as if she was in a realm of her own, her hands performing the Eight Trigrams Fist, each strike fierce like a dragon, with streams of air bursting forth with each punch and palm strike.
Fierce!
Glorious!
Her nimble figure darted among the many shadow clones of Naruto, like a valkyrie with white pupils, dancing upon the battlefield, creating a spectacle of her own.
Countless Narutos were sent flying by Hinata, turning into smoke in the air, evolving like blossoms, opening the eyes of the audience, who cheered and jumped for joy for Hinata.
"Hinata!"
"Hinata!"
"Hinata!"
Yet Hinata turned a deaf ear, the white of her eyes blazing with intense emotion, staring fixedly at Naruto, as if defeating him would gain his recognition, and allow her to stay by his side.
She had gone mad!
And unknown to her, a faint hint of pale blue light shimmered in her white eyes, fleeting yet noticeable, tripling the chakra within Hinata!
