In the east of the Land of Wind, the scorching sun mercilessly baked two utterly different battlefields.
Eastern front, edge of the desert.
"Scorch Release: Extremely Steaming Murder!"
Pakura's icy voice sounded like a death sentence. Several enormous, blazing fireballs appeared out of thin air. They were not flames, but an ultimate heat that warped the air itself, crashing into the Hidden Mist Village formation like miniature suns.
The screams came to an abrupt halt.
The Hidden Mist Village ninja touched by the fireballs did not even have time to make a sizzle as the moisture in their bodies evaporated. In an instant, they became horrifyingly shriveled, completely dehydrated corpses that toppled rigidly onto the sand and shattered apart.
The terrifying heat spread outward, bringing the Hidden Mist Village ninja charging behind them to a horrified stop, their faces filled with fear. It was as though they faced not a ninja, but a desert goddess who ruled over drought and death.
Pakura stood before the Sunagakure formation, deadly orange-red fireballs orbiting her body, her gaze frigid. Her crushing opening blow successfully curbed the ferocious momentum of Ao's unit, pinning the land-based enemy firmly at the desert's edge, unable to advance an inch. The battle between both sides descended into a fierce stalemate, every clash of ninjutsu and kunai sending blood and sand flying.
Southern front, coast of East Sea Bay.
Unlike the blazing hell of the eastern front, the air here carried the salty stench of the sea breeze, yet the killing intent was just as sharp.
"Boom!!"
A deafening blast rang out, accompanied by the piercing shriek of twisting metal. A massive figure flew backward like a cannonball and slammed viciously into a distant cluster of reefs, sending water and shattered stone spraying into the air.
The one sent