Inside Kirigakure, Kurosuki Shizuma was watching for movement outside the village when he jerked his head up. In the direction of Blackstone Mountain, a pillar of scarlet light shot skyward, intertwined with lava, frost, and white mist. A violent tremor and a faint, thunderous rumble followed, powerful enough to be felt even from this distance.
A delighted, cruel grin spread across his sharklike face.
"Feel that, brothers and sisters?" he growled, turning to the other Ninja Swordsmen waiting behind him for the signal.
"Dark Energy and battle shockwaves that strong—it's Lord Myotismon! He did it! He's fighting Sakazuki, Aokiji, and Smoker all at once, and he's got those three old men pinned down!"
Madness glittered in his eyes. "The time has come! Kirigakure's three strongest outer defenses are tied up!"
"Now it's our turn! Let this village, rotted by 'weak' peace, remember the terror of the Bloody Mist!"
"Bring back the Village of the Bloody Mist!" The other Ninja Swordsmen bared bloodthirsty, eager smiles and growled in unison.
"Follow the plan!" Kurosuki Shizuma barked. "Summoning Technique: Darkness Gate!"
They hurried to their assigned positions and began forming complex, sinister hand seals. Chakra mixed with the Dark Energy Myotismon had given them and flowed into the hidden formula already inscribed on the ground.
Hum!
The ground shook. In an open square of Kirigakure, space warped violently, and a massive ancient black stone gate was slowly summoned from the void. Reliefs of hideous demons and tormented human faces covered its surface.
An ominous aura poured from the gate, and viscous darkness seeped through the gap between its doors.
"Open!" Kurosuki Shizuma and the other Ninja Swordsmen poured their Chakra into it.
Creeeak!
The heavy stone doors opened a crack with a grating screech.
Roar!
Hiss!
Howl!
The next instant, countless chilling roars,