Fujimoto appeared in the darkness.
"So this is your Genjutsu Space?" Fugaku asked.
"That's right. No matter how much time passes here, only an instant passes outside. I can conjure any torture device I can imagine.
"The longest anyone can spend here is seventy-two hours. No ordinary ninja could endure seventy-two hours of torture."
Fugaku nodded. "It's a good technique, but every Mangekyo ability that creates a Genjutsu Space is less effective against another Mangekyo shinobi. They might even escape. Against a Mangekyo shinobi with stronger Pupil Power than yours, it would be weaker still."
Fujimoto nodded. "I've thought of that. Most Genjutsu contests come down to mental strength and Pupil Power, especially against an Uchiha Mangekyo."
They spoke briefly, and the Genjutsu Space vanished. Only an instant had passed in reality. A streak of blood suddenly ran from Fujimoto's left eye.
"A powerful Genjutsu Space. If my Mangekyo Sharingan weren't stronger than yours, my mind might have been injured."
The two stepped back again.
Fujimoto wiped the blood from his face. "You truly deserve to be the Uchiha Clan Leader. Your strength is frightening. But taking me back won't be so easy.
"Let's part ways here. As long as Konoha's ninja leave me alone, I won't take their lives lightly."
Two Smoke Bombs burst against the ground. Purple smoke billowed outward, and Fujimoto disappeared within it.
Fugaku formed hand seals. A strong wind swept through and cleared the smoke, but Fujimoto was gone.
"Damn it!"
Fugaku cursed aloud, and Aida and the others hurried over.
"Clan Head."
"Fujimoto's strength is not to be underestimated. He got away. Bring Dan Katō with us. We're returning to Konoha."
"Yes."
There was nothing they could do about Fujimoto's escape. If Fugaku had not been there, they would probably all have been wiped