Mifune vs. Hanzō!

At Mifune's command, the samurai charged the Amegakure ninja.

Hanzo of the Salamander might be known as a Demigod and have a reputation throughout the Shinobi World, but the samurai felt no fear. They had Mifune, the general hailed as the Land of Iron's finest swordsman, at their side. Why should they be afraid?

The Amegakure ninja refused to back down. Though badly outnumbered, they faced the charge without a trace of fear. The samurai were relics of a bygone age. Did they even know what Ninjutsu was?

Besides, their leader, Hanzo of the Salamander, stood right there. His comrades called him the Demigod of the Ninja World, a man just one step below the late God of Shinobi, Hashirama Senju. Mere samurai? Mere Mifune?

Before the two sides even clashed, the Amegakure ninja struck first. Several swiftly pulled the Iron Umbrellas from their backs and flicked their wrists. The umbrellas snapped open, their ribs shuddering as dense volleys of Senbon shot from holes in the canopies.

"Ninja Art: Rain Shower Senbon!"

Countless thin metal needles swept toward the samurai in the front ranks like a downpour. The samurai drew their swords and swung rapidly, blades crossing to parry the attack. A ceaseless ringing filled the air. Their swords blocked most of the Senbon; the few that slipped through struck their armor but failed to pierce it.

"Heh. That's Amegakure's Ninjutsu? What a joke. You thought you could ambush samurai with a few Senbon?" a samurai sneered from behind his faceplate.

The Amegakure ninja's faces darkened. They quickly formed Hand Seals. "Don't get cocky. We'll show you Amegakure's specialty. Water Release: Black Rain Technique!" Murky black water gathered overhead and fell in sheets. Faintly pungent black rain poured onto the samurai, hissing as soon as it touched their armor.

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