At the peak of a lonely snow mountain, the mountain winds howled bitterly, snowstorms hung like curtains, and the world was a vast expanse of white.
Snow-covered mountains rose and fell amid the flying snow, like silver dragons twisting through the clouds and mist.
Amid the silvery white, two graceful figures appeared and disappeared.
They held identical broad-bladed longswords.
Their silver-white eyes met through the falling snow, their golden hair drifting and swaying in the frigid wind.
Not far away, five women in black robes, each with a different hairstyle but all possessing golden hair and silver eyes, silently watched the two facing off.
Farther away, behind another mountain peak, four ninjas were observing in secret.
"Is this infighting?"
"It looks more like a sparring match. There's barely any killing intent in their eyes, and there's no anger on their faces."
Inuzuka Ban and Xuexi Kazahana communicated mentally through Yamanaka Hanao's Sensory Transmission.
After all, if they spoke aloud, the wind could easily carry their voices over and alert the seven female warriors.
After receiving intelligence shared by Aburame Shikuro's team, they had immediately come to monitor the women because they were nearby.
"Perfect. We can assess their strength and learn more through their conversation."
As the team leader and a Jonin, Inuzuka Ban rested his left hand on the thick back of his ninja hound, Baymax, and made his decision.
His ninja hound was massive and powerfully built, apparently a pure-white Tibetan Mastiff.
Lying on the ground, it was hard to tell whether it was a dog or a patch of snow.
Meanwhile.
The two women faced each other for a moment.
Miria, whose long hair was tied up behind her head to make it look short, was the first to break the tension and launch an attack.
"Come