Five nights later, the Kaguya Clan's settlement was brightly lit.
Many members of the Kaguya Clan stood packed together across the broad square.
There were men, women, middle-aged adults, young people, and even teenagers.
Their faces looked as though they had been carved from the same mold.
They had dark skin and rugged features.
Two red dots marked their foreheads, while each side of their cheeks had a lock of black hair tied up.
Every one of them wore fanatical looks, their faces filled with excitement and bloodlust.
Before them stood a tall, powerfully built middle-aged man, delivering a pre-battle speech.
"Let Kirigakure see the might of our Kaguya Clan! Let Kirigakure fear our Kaguya Clan! Now is the time to show Kirigakure how terrifying our Kaguya Clan truly is..."
Hearing his words, all the Kaguya Clan members let out excited, sinister chuckles.
The Kaguya Clan produced many Taijutsu experts. Perhaps because all their nutrients went to their muscles, leaving too little for their brains, their minds were truly not very sharp.
They had no idea that the Mizukage had long since learned of this coup d'état, and Kirigakure had already gathered elite ninja to await their arrival.
"Move out!"
The middle-aged man shouted.
At his command, the densely packed Kaguya Clan members in the square all rushed in one direction.
That direction was precisely where Kirigakure lay.
Among them was a white-haired child.
His face was expressionless as he mindlessly moved along with the main force.
This child was Kimimaro, the Kaguya Clan's sole survivor in the future.
The Kaguya Clan's settlement was not located within Kirigakure, but it was not far away. In only half an hour, the Kaguya Clan members had approached Kirigakure.
At the sight of Kirigakure, their expressions became even more excited.
Bloodthirsty light shone