My Name Is Uchiha Madara

"Senior Suikazan, you..."

By the time Biwa Juzo and Raiga Kurosuki noticed what was happening, Danzo was already preparing to take the exhausted Kaguya Clan members away. Suikazan Fuguki stood motionless, his gaze vacant.

"That useless fool won't wake up anytime soon. Leave an Anbu to watch him. The rest of you, continue the mission."

This time, when the scarlet Three-Tomoe Sharingan behind the One-Eyed Mask swept over everyone present, not a single person felt any dissent rise in their heart.

"To defeat Suikazan Fuguki in a single move... It seems the other party's strength has long since reached Kage Level."

After Danzo left, Biwa Juzo and Raiga Kurosuki exchanged glances, understanding what the other was thinking.

Even if he isn't Uchiha Madara, he can't be far behind in strength. The two men, who had never witnessed Uchiha Madara's might, weighed the matter in their hearts.

At least for the duration of this mission, they wouldn't challenge the authority of the Mizukage Aide who called himself "Uchiha Madara." They would give the mission their all and leave no one any ammunition to use against them.

Not long after Shimura Danzo had left, a middle-aged man with a crazed expression hurried over with more than thirty Kaguya Clan members.

"A bunch of useless fools! How did you let yourselves get beaten into this state? Where's Taketori Sankyu? Get him here to see me!" After seeing the corpses of Kaguya Clan members strewn across the scene, the middle-aged man at their head roared at the survivors.

"Reporting to the clan leader, Lord Sankyu was defeated and captured by the other party." One of the surviving clansmen tremulously gave his report.

The middle-aged man at their head was none other than the current clan leader of the Kaguya Clan, Taketori Nihi.

Behind him stood the clan's elite core members.

"That useless Sankyu! If he lost, why wasn't he killed?"

After learning how things had unfolded, Taketori Nihi vented his fury even more violently. "That damn Sankyu has brought shame on our entire clan! Could he have been in league with the other party and betrayed us?"

There was none of the composure or wisdom one would expect from a clan leader in Taketori Nihi. All he showed was constant agitation and suspicion.

"Clan leader, Lord Sankyu and the Anbu shouldn't be working together... Ugh..." Before the clansman could finish, a white bone spike pierced his throat. Blood poured into his severed windpipe, drowning out the rest of his words.

Taketori Nihi flung him aside with a wave of his hand, and the bone spike in his palm retracted back into it.

"Useless is useless. You fail, then make excuses. Being able to amuse me before you die is your good fortune." One of Taketori Nihi's favorite pastimes was using blood and death to stir up despair. The deep despair in other people's eyes was the source of his joy.

"The real target has finally shown himself." The Anbu members nearby had witnessed the whole scene and were equally shaken by Taketori Nihi's bloody methods.

Suikazan Fuguki just lost face in front of Uchiha Madara. If I can complete the mission flawlessly, I'll be able to take his place and become the top man in the Anbu. Raiga Kurosuki, always quick to see an opportunity, was weighing the potential gains and losses.

As for Karatachi Suirō, he didn't have the strength of the Fourth Mizukage. All he had to do was show him enough respect.

"The other party is, at most, an Elite Jonin. He definitely hasn't reached Kage Level. If the two of us attack together, we can kill him right here." Having made up his mind, Raiga Kurosuki turned to Biwa Juzo and made his suggestion.

There was no better option at the moment, so Biwa Juzo promptly replied, "All right. We'll do as you say."

Seeing the two Seven Ninja Swordsmen wielders charging at him, Taketori Nihi was eager for battle.

"You deal with the remaining Anbu. These two are mine." After imperiously issuing his orders without giving his subordinates a chance to make suggestions, a vicious bone spike sprouted from each of Taketori Nihi's palms. He charged at Raiga Kurosuki and Biwa Juzo.

The more than thirty Kaguya Clan elites, among them Jonin and Chunin, also charged at the Anbu.

Born into the Kaguya Clan, they all had the same genes for aggression and bloodlust, etched deep into their bodies.

"Tayuya, look! They're coming!"

At the rear of the Kirigakure Anbu force, Jirobo nervously clutched Tayuya's loose sleeve as he spoke.

"Tch, what are you so scared of? We came here to hone ourselves in real combat and live up to Lord Shisui's expectations as soon as possible." Though Tayuya sounded unconcerned, her arm was trembling beneath her loose sleeve.

After all, even the weakest of their enemies were Chunin.

"You two look like you're scared out of your minds. Don't you dare hold us back." A head poked out from the back of Sakon's neck. It was Ukon, who mocked Tayuya and Jirobo.

"What did you say?! You..." Tayuya had been about to show him her secret weapon when Kidomaru stopped her.

"Cut it out, you two. All our enemies are stronger than us. Our only chance of beating them is to work together tactically and create situations where we outnumber them." Kidomaru swept his gaze over his companions, his expression grave.

"Make good use of the Telepathy Technique, and don't try to be a hero. Our targets are the lone Kaguya Clan Chunin. The other Anbu will deal with the Jonin."

Kidomaru knew this operation was also a test from Shisui. Being able to manage every member of the squad and complete the mission well was a crucial skill for any captain.

"Got it."

"Understood."

"I will."

Though the group usually bickered and fooled around, every one of them knew that the trial they were about to face was the most important one of their lives so far.

Meanwhile, elsewhere, no one noticed a mysterious figure quickly entering the Kaguya Clan's inner compound.

"This is the place." Shimura Danzo emerged outside the Kaguya Clan prison and silently regarded his target.

After sending Taketori Sankyu away from the battlefield, he had slipped back into the fray, bypassed the crowd at its heart, and come alone to the Kaguya Clan's stronghold.

"Who are you?" Inside the prison, a boy warily watched Danzo step through the door.

The Kaguya Clan members who had been guarding the boy stood frozen in place, completely unresponsive to the stranger before them.

Danzo didn't answer the boy's question right away. Instead, he studied the boy Shisui had singled out with his Sharingan.

Just as the cold, despairing aura radiating from the mysterious man before him was about to suffocate the boy, a hoarse voice came from behind the mask.

"My name is Uchiha Madara."