Bury Them

Atop the sheer cliffs, a group of ninja leaped swiftly upward, their target the Konoha ninja above.

Several Jonin at the front reached a broken cliffside area when they suddenly felt something wrong with their bodies.

Ueno Shuli scratched at his skin and found red swelling. He immediately warned the teammates beside him:

"Do any of you feel unwell?"

Everyone showed symptoms to varying degrees. Realizing the enemy had begun using poison, they put on filtering masks, assuming toxins were drifting through the air.

"Everyone, put on your masks! The enemy has poisoned us!"

But it was far from over. Putting on the masks did nothing to stop their bodies from weakening.

One ninja coughed up blood streaked with black decay.

"What's happening to me?"

Gasping for breath, he found it difficult to breathe. Even the chakra clinging to his feet became unstable, and he was so weak he nearly fell.

The ninja behind him were in an even worse state. Many had already fallen from the cliffs like raindrops.

From such a height, death was certain.

"What kind of deadly poison is this?!"

Ueno Shuli turned around and saw that the entire unit had been poisoned. Their physical strength allowed them to endure a little longer, but some of the ninja behind them had already died.

"This can't continue. We have to withdraw the troops first!"

Blood seeped from the corner of his mouth. Ueno Shuli could no longer worry about anything else and shouted to those around him:

"Everyone, get away from the cliffs! We've fallen into a trap!"

Unfortunately, they had realized too late. Once the radiation hit, just a few minutes of exposure to such intense radiation would take their lives.

Their weakening bodies made their chakra unstable, and falling from the cliffs meant certain death.