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Horror spread across the young woman's face, golden eyes wide. When Gaara left the Kazekage’s office a short time ago, this was not what she thought would happen. Nothing would have made the possiblity cross her mind.
“Gaara!”
Her voice shrieked into the open air, chorusing with Kankuro’s. Dread flooded her body. All she was able to do was watch. Helplessly. Unable to do a thing as Gaara was taken away.
No.
“Ayame! Get back inside! What are you doing out here?! This is too dangerous for you.”
Baki’s voice barely registered in her mind, even as a rough hand grasped her shoulder and yanked her backwards. She stumbled backward, too stunned to even catch her footing. She landed on her rear, still only able to watch.
Gaara, no.
Further and further away the intruder got, Gaara in his weird bird’s grasp.
"Don't tell me he's leaving the village." Kankuro grit his teeth, eyes on the sky. "I'm going after him." The puppet master left no room for argument, even as Baki tried to get him to wait. Kankuro soon took off, disappearing into the direction of that intruder.
"Damn." Baki cursed, before turning to the other Suna shinobi on the roof, shouting orders at them.
This can't be it.