Puchi!! SPLASH!!!!
"Ugh… you… Kinkaku…!"
A strangled gasp ripped from the Second Raikage's throat. His eyes bulged as a bloodied arm cloaked in boiling, rust-red chakra burst violently out from the center of his chest.The supreme leader of Kumogakure stared down at the phantom limb in a brief, agonizing cascade of disbelief, fury, and profound regret before his eyes glazed over, and he collapsed forward into the dirt.
Sensing a secondary wave of malicious, burning chakra converging directly behind his own skull, Tobirama staggered, his instincts overriding the sudden lethality pooling in his stomach. Dropping low, he used his peerless reflex speed to flash horizontally through the air, narrowly evading the swipe of Ginkaku's identical, chakra-coated claws.
"Damn it!" Ginkaku snarled, his face twisting in displeasure as his prey slipped away.
The catastrophic Nine-Tails chakra the twin brothers had harvested years ago was an unstable, corrosive entity. They were incapable of controlling its raw output for extended periods without completely surrendering their consciousness to the beast's primal, bloodthirsty instincts.
"Raikage-sama!"
"What is going on?!"
"Tssk!"
An Iwa operative embedded deep within the Kinkaku Force clicked his tongue in profound irritation. He had desperately wanted the brothers to hold their positions for just a few minutes longer, allowing the ingested Suna poison to systematically paralyze the targets' chakra networks.
'Well, I suppose this outcome is acceptable,' the spy reasoned rapidly, watching the chaos unfold. 'Konoha's perimeter guards have lowered their postures, and if Tobirama had fully analyzed the poison, he might have neutralized it entirely.'
Reaching for his blades, the deep-cover asset let out a deafening roar.
"GET'EM!!! WE DON'T RECOGNIZE ANY ALLIANCE TREATY WITH KONOHA SCUMS!!!"
"""URAAAAA!!!!"""
With a fanatical battle cry, the five hundred elite warriors of the Kinkaku Butai drew their kunai, unsheathed their massive broadswords, and unleashed a barrage of destructive ninjutsu, ruthlessly slaughtering both the Raikage's remaining honor guards and the exposed Konoha vanguard.
***
Tobirama materialized in a flash of displacement directly at the center of his six disciples, his authoritative voice instantly slicing through the deafening panic.
"Every Konoha Shinobis! Consolidate on my coordinates immediately!"
While broadcasting his commands to stabilize the Leaf's defensive perimeter, Tobirama traced his fingers on the ground and rapidly expanded his sensory net to evaluate the global theater. To his grim surprise, hundreds of high-level Jonin and Chunin chakra signatures were suddenly bleeding into his consciousness, converging rapidly from every conceivable angle.
'How did I fail to perceive their approach?' Tobirama analyzed, his mind racing. 'They were positioned in absolute, overlapping proximity...'
Narrowing his focus onto the anomalous feedback, he detected eight distinct anchor points vibrating along the edge of the valley.
'I see… a localized, grand-scale barrier formation designed to completely mask chakra signatures. Is it a variant of the Uzumaki fūinjutsu? No... the formulaic structure is different. Kumo has adapted their own methods...'
Creasing his brows as the gravity of the ambush settled upon him, the Hokage issued a rapid sequence of defensive maneuvers.
"Saru! Kagami! Buy me time. I need a window to prepare the Hiraijin no Jutsu for a mass evacuation!"
"Yes, Sensei!" the two prodigies barked in unison, stepping forward.
"Danzō, Torifu! Provide direct physical support to Saru and Kagami's flanks!"
""HAI!!"" (YES SIR!!)
"Homura, Koharu! Rally the surviving outer squads and secure the wounded toward my immediate position!"
"UNDERSTOOD, SENSEI!"
Turning inward, Tobirama locked his posture and prepared to manifest the specialized Flying Thunder God formation required to teleport his entire five-hundred-man army out of the valley. However, the moment he attempted to violently mold his chakra, a freezing, corrosive paralysis rippled across his internal pathways, rapidly bleeding away his chakra.
'This sensation… it's a chakra-dispersion poison!' Tobirama realized, a cold sweat breaking across his brow. 'Damn it... Raikage, you fool!'
Operating under extreme duress, the Hokage manually routed his energy, forcing his remaining clean chakra to construct a localized, internal barrier to seal off the circulating toxin. He desperately required a quiet window to anatomically analyze the chemical structure of the poison, but the brutal kinetic reality of the battlefield afforded him no such luxury.
The ceremonial pavilion had transformed into a horrific slaughterhouse. While the veteran shinobi had remained fundamentally cautious, the signing of the document had caused the rookie Leaf ninja to lower their guards in a wave of profound relief. The sudden, cold-blooded assassination of the Second Raikage by his own kin had paralyzed many of the guards in sheer, absolute shock.
The Kinkaku Force exploited that momentary paralysis with lethal perfection. In a matter of minutes, the Raikage's one hundred personal honor guards were completely annihilated, and over a hundred Konoha shinobi were cut down where they stood under the relentless, red-tailed onslaught.
Slowly, the surviving Konoha forces snapped out of their stupor, locking their shields and forming a thick, defensive wall to repel the incoming waves of the Kinkaku Force. But the tide of the battle was about to be altered by the brothers themselves.
"Heh! These Leaf ninja are surprisingly resilient, Kinkaku!" Ginkaku laughed maniacally, sprinting back into the center of the clearing while dragging a massive, ornate gourd bound in thick golden thread.
"Oho! Ginkaku, you successfully retrieved the Benihisago (紅葫蘆: Crimson Gourd)and the Kōkinjō (幌金縄: Golden Canopy Rope)?!" Kinkaku grinned maniacally, revealing his sharp and monstrous teeth. "Then let us show them our true strength!"
Kinkaku unhinged his heavy jaw, reaching deep into his throat to grasp two glowing, ancient handles stored within his body. With a wet, metallic sound, he pulled out the legendary Bashōsen (芭蕉扇: Banana Palm Fan) palm fan with his right hand, before casually tossing the massive Shichiseiken (七星剣: Seven Star Sword) sword to his brother with his left. Ginkaku caught the blade cleanly, unwrapping the heavy, glowing canopy rope and hurling it back to Kinkaku.
Within moments, the iconic legendary arsenal was fully deployed. Ginkaku held the Crimson Gourd in his left hand and the Seven Star Sword in his right, while Kinkaku brandished the Banana Palm Fan, wrapping the Golden Canopy Rope tightly around his left forearm.
"Heh, With this Kumo's Futatsu no Hikari (二つの光, Two Lights) is finally complete!" " Ginkaku declared as the weapons thrummed with ancient chakra.
"Oi! Ginkaku, that title is too cringe!" Kinkaku scoffed, as a predatory grin split his face. "I prefer KinGin Kyodai (金銀兄弟, Gold and Siver brother) much better."
"Heh! Whatever floats your boat, brother!" Ginkaku laughed, raising the Seven Star Sword high into the air. "Let's slaughter these bastards!"