The Ambush Failed, and White Fang Turned the Tables!

At that critical moment,

another group of Hidden Stone ninja emerged from the billowing smoke like ghosts.

In the blink of an eye, they spread out,

surrounding the Konoha ninja so tightly there was no way through.

Their eyes gleamed with the ferocity of hungry wolves,

and the weapons in their hands flashed coldly in the sunlight,

like death warrants sent from hell.

But the Konoha ninja were no easy prey.

Though already covered in wounds,

they went on alert at once.

Like well-trained leopards,

they steadied themselves and took fighting stances,

without a trace of fear in their eyes.

Sakumo Hatake, a legend of Konoha,

gripped the White Fang Blade tightly.

Blood seeped from his wounds, staining his clothes red,

but the resolve in his eyes burned brighter than ever.

It was a determination that could not be shaken,

as if telling the enemy: If you want to get through, you'll have to step over my corpse!

"Hmph. Hidden Stone, you won't get your way."

Sakumo's deep voice rolled across the battlefield like thunder,

striking fear into the enemy's hearts.

Uchiha Lan activated his Sharingan too.

Endless power seemed to lurk within its mysterious red spirals.

He regarded the enemy coldly, as though they were lambs awaiting slaughter.

"If you want to get past us, you'll have to answer to my Sharingan first."

His gaze seemed to pierce their souls,

sending a chill through the Hidden Stone ninja.

Yūhi Aburame, meanwhile, remained calm.

He commanded his Kikaichū,

which swarmed and circled around him

like a black tide,

forming an eerie, formidable defense in an instant.

"Leave these guys to my bugs!" he shouted.

His voice rang with confidence.

Among the Hidden Stone ninja, a man who appeared to be their leader bellowed,

"You Konoha bastards are all going to