The sky was oppressively overcast.
White vapor rose from the muddy ground around Blackwater Marsh.
A piercing thunderclap suddenly rang out in the distance.
Dazzling blue lightning lit up half the sky.
Hidden Cloud ninja emerged from every direction around the swamp.
Hundreds of Hidden Cloud elites sealed off every escape route.
The two men at their head stood on the water.
The tall young man, A, folded his arms across his chest, his Lightning Release Armor crackling with sparks.
The dark-skinned young man beside him wore sunglasses and carried seven short blades on his back, swaying in a bizarre pose.
They were Hidden Cloud's ace duo, A and Killer B.
Even the air around them trembled.
A looked down at the Kirigakure ninja writhing across the ground, his lips curling into a mocking grin.
His gaze lingered on Suikazan Fuguki for half a second.
"The Seven Ninja Swordsmen of Hidden Mist? Is that all you've got?"
"What a disgrace."
A's voice boomed, making the muddy water tremble.
"And to think the old man specifically sent us here to work with you."
"A few small fry were all it took to put you on the ground."
Suikazan Fuguki lay in the mud, too weak even to lift his head. All he could do was pant.
A turned his head, his gaze settling on Qian Ye and Bullet.
With a cold sneer, he raised his thick arm.
"Your luck ends here, you little Hidden Leaf brats."
"I'll give you some credit for beating these sword-wielding wastes of space."
"But before my Lightning Release Armor, every kind of Taijutsu in the Ninja World is a joke!"
A rolled his neck, his joints cracking.
"No one in Blackwater Marsh is getting out alive today."
Beside him, Killer B suddenly raised two fingers, bobbing