At this time, the light of sunrise was now reaching out to touch the carved stone faces on the Hokage Monument that stood in the city centre of Konoha.
“Eight…hundred…and sixty…four…”
Lee’s breathing was coming out in hoarse wheezes and puffs as he gasped out that number.
His running had deteriorated to a delirious staggering, to the point where anyone walking would be faster than him.
He had finally reached his limit.