"Damn it, damn it, damn it!"
"Why did things turn out like this?"
Inside the enormous prison city in Kusagakure, a man sat in his own office as the city's lord. Reading the information sent by those two retired senior officials from Konoha, he swept all the documents off his desk in a frenzy.
As his glass hit the floor and shattered, he suddenly seemed to lose his soul, slumping limply into his chair and staring blankly at the ceiling.
"Muku..."
Just then, several figures appeared outside the office.
They wore loose black robes that fluttered in the wind, making each of them look like a bat with its wings spread wide.
Even more striking, however, were the masks on their faces.
The masks were extremely distorted and bizarre, with those worn by the two figures at the front standing out the most.
One resembled an ox, its furious eyes glaring ferociously as though it wanted to kill, its lips golden and its teeth clenched together. In the darkness, it looked terrifying and strange.
The other looked considerably more restrained, resembling a horse's head, its black surface covered in golden patterns.
The two following behind wore monkey and sheep masks in the same colors.
Tap, tap, tap.
The knocking finally snapped Mui, dressed in a red military uniform, out of his daze. He rose and walked out.
"Mui, how is the plan progressing?"
Ox Head asked Mui.
The mouth of his mask moved along with his own, like an ox baring its teeth as it spoke to you. It looked deeply eerie.
"Not even halfway. We're nowhere near having enough chakra."
Mui shook his head decisively.
"The number of prisoners has clearly increased. How could we still be less than halfway there?"
Horse Face beside him spoke up, staring at