When the first pallid slit tore open the eastern horizon, wrenching the jagged outline of the Throat of the Raging Sands out of the darkness, three crimson signal flares trailed shrieking tails of flame across dawn's canvas like brushes steeped in blood, painting the opening strokes of death.
"Attack!"
There were no unnecessary horns, no thunderous war drums. That brief command, transmitted through chakra, instantly ignited the entire Konoha camp.
The next moment, the silent volcano erupted.
Boom!!!
Thousands of footsteps, ninja tools slicing through the air, eruptions of chakra, and battle cries finally unleashed after being suppressed to the limit merged into an almost tangible torrent of sound that slammed into the silent canyon.
The earth trembled, and the air wailed. The once deathly still Throat of the Raging Sands seemed caught in the crushing grip of an invisible hand, shuddering in agony.
Torifu Akimichi's enormous frame became the focal point of the battlefield from the very first instant. Without the slightest hesitation, he charged straight toward the most densely defended section of Sunagakure's main line.
"Super Multi-Size Technique!"
His body expanded rapidly amid a blaze of chakra. His right arm became a gigantic hammer the size of a small hill, crashing down on Sunagakure's hastily erected Earth-Style Wall with the terrifying force to crush everything in its path.
Rumble!!!
Sand and dirt cascaded down, and shattered stones flew everywhere! The seemingly sturdy fortification broke apart like paper, and several Sand Shinobi behind it were instantly engulfed and crushed by that irresistible force.
Blood and severed limbs splashed horrifying patterns across the sand.
"Konoha! Advance!" Torifu Akimichi's voice boomed like a war drum. He himself was the sharpest spearhead.
The main force of Konoha ninja behind him surged through the breach he had torn open like floodwaters bursting through