The battlefield shook violently. The earth had already been cracked into countless canyons and jagged craters, yet the shockwaves of combat only continued to spread further.
The air itself screamed from the pressure of fists colliding, the clash of taijutsu reverberating like the fury of thunder gods above.
At the very heart of this storm were Uchiha Indra and Might Guy. Guy had already opened the Fourth Gate, burning his body to push past mortal limits, but the fierce clash still remained equal.
Indra's crimson eyes glowed with an otherworldly calm, his every movement sharp and deliberate, while Guy's speed and strikes roared like a storm.
Yet while the two warriors fought in the center, elsewhere in the village, the effects of the battle were being felt deeply.
Far from the battlefield, Kurenai Yuhi and several kunoichi stood together.
The shockwaves and booming echoes of fists had reached their ears like the sound of distant explosions.
The ground trembled faintly beneath their feet, and even the air vibrated with intensity.
Kurenai's eyes, red as blood rubies, were wide with fear. She clutched her hands tightly against her chest, unable to contain the unease boiling inside her.
Her heart pounded violently, every sound of impact making her flinch.
Beside her stood Samui of Kumogakure, calm on the surface, but her golden eyes betrayed the same unease.
Her hand lingered near the hilt of her blade, not because she intended to fight, but as if holding it brought her comfort against the overwhelming force she could sense.
Next to them, Uzuki Yugao, the ANBU swordswoman, stood with her mask pushed slightly upward. Her gaze was sharp, her lips pressed into a thin line, but even her composed demeanor wavered.
The sheer intensity of the commotion sent chills down her spine.
Kurenai's voice broke the silence, soft at first, then louder as her fear leaked out:
"Grandfather Setsuna… are you sure? Are you absolutely certain Indra is safe?"
At her words, Uchiha Setsuna, the grandfather of Indra, turned his head. His old eyes softened as he gazed at the anxious young woman before him.
Despite his age, there was a sharpness behind those eyes, a calm wisdom that came from surviving countless storms of the shinobi world.
For a long moment, he studied Kurenai's face—the way her brows furrowed in worry, the way her lips trembled ever so slightly, the way her eyes glistened as if they might spill tears.
And then, to her surprise, Setsuna's lips curled into a faint smile.
My grandson… truly, he has made a fortune to earn the care of such a lovely and devoted wife, he thought silently. She fears for him so deeply.
She clings to him not only out of love but with her whole heart. Such devotion is rare in this cruel world…
But the smile did not last forever. Setsuna's mind briefly drifted, and his expression darkened with the weight of another thought.
Yet that foolish bastard… Indra does not treasure one woman alone. His heart burns with a desire for many. He chases more than one love, walking the dangerous path of a man who loves too widely.
For a moment, the old Uchiha shook his head, his long hair swaying slightly. His sigh carried both resignation and amusement.
Still, when he finally spoke aloud, his voice was steady, reassuring, and filled with authority.
"Do not worry, Kurenai," Setsuna said firmly. "Indra is very strong. Stronger than you may even realize. No matter how fierce this storm becomes, my grandson will not falter."
Yet, even after hearing his words, Kurenai's heart did not calm. Her hands still trembled slightly, her lips pressed together as if trying to hold back her emotions.
She wanted to believe Setsuna's reassurance, but the terrible noises echoing in the distance told a different story.
Her eyes lifted again toward the source of the commotion. She whispered under her breath, almost inaudible, "Indra… please… please be safe."
Setsuna noticed the way she still fidgeted with unease. His aged eyes narrowed, but then his expression shifted with sudden decision.
Turning to another man at his side, Toru Uchiha, one of the respected members of the clan, Setsuna's voice rang out clear and commanding.
"Toru! Gather all of the Uchiha. I want them assembled. We will go together and witness Indra's battle."
The sudden order carried weight like iron. Toru stiffened instantly, then bowed in acknowledgment.
"Yes, Setsuna-sama!"
In a matter of moments, messengers were sent. The clan began to stir like a great wave. Word spread quickly, and soon every Uchiha available began moving, their eyes gleaming with anticipation.
Kurenai blinked in surprise.
"You… you want everyone to see his battle?"
Setsuna nodded slowly.
"Yes. If they watch with their own eyes, they will not only understand Indra's strength… but they will learn. Every young Uchiha should see what it means to wield our bloodline with pride."
Hearing this, Kurenai finally exhaled a soft sigh of relief. Though she still worried for Indra, knowing she would be able to see him with her own eyes eased the tight knot in her chest.
Samui placed a hand on her hip, a faint smile tugging at her lips. "At least we'll see the truth of his power," she murmured.
Uzuki Yugao's grip on her sword loosened slightly as she nodded. "Yes. Seeing with our eyes will be better than waiting in fear."
Together, the women began to move with the clan, their steps carrying them closer to the storm of taijutsu where Indra and Guy clashed.
As the Uchiha clan assembled, their presence was overwhelming. Dozens upon dozens of crimson eyes flared to life, tomoe spinning within their Sharingan.
Their expressions were grim yet proud, their bodies radiating the unyielding spirit of the clan.
When the clan moved together, the air itself seemed to grow heavier. Their combined presence was like a great tide, dark and unstoppable, washing toward the battlefield.
Kurenai and the other women moved among them, standing out not as outsiders but as companions of Indra, their own eyes set toward the horizon where the storm raged.
When they finally reached the edge, the sight before them was both awe-inspiring and terrifying.
At the very center stood Might Guy, his body blazing with power. He had opened the Sixth Gate—the Gate of Joy. His skin steamed, his aura roared like a wildfire, and every movement shook the world around him.
Facing him was Indra Uchiha, still calm, still unyielding, his Sharingan locked on Guy's blazing form. The clash of their taijutsu had already scarred the battlefield beyond recognition.
The Uchiha clan stopped in unison, their eyes wide with disbelief.
"What… a powerful taijutsu technique…" one of them whispered in awe.
Even among the proud Uchiha, who prided themselves on their Sharingan, the sheer raw force of Guy's technique struck them deeply.
From another side of the battlefield, the Third Hokage stood with his staff in hand. His gaze shifted sharply when he noticed the sudden arrival of the Uchiha clan.
His eyes widened as dozens of Sharingan glared toward the battle.
A cold sweat formed on his brow. His heart pounded violently.
"So many Uchiha…! Why have they all come here?"
In his mind, terror flashed.
Is this… is this their awakening? Could it be that Itachi's actions, the bloodshed, the hatred… pushed them all into transformation? Did they all awaken their Sharingan?
His throat tightened. For the first time in many years, true despair filled his chest.
If the Uchiha revolt now, if they rise together in this moment… Konoha may never recover.
Not far away, hidden in the shadows, Danzo Shimura observed with his single visible eye. When he saw the sea of crimson eyes glowing in unison, his lips curled into a sneer.
He spat to the ground in disdain.
"Tch. So the rats have finally crawled out of their holes. Look at them—all of them flaunting their cursed eyes."
Yet instead of fear, excitement gleamed in Danzo's gaze. His fingers twitched slightly against the bandages of his arm.
"So many Sharingan… so many eyes… just waiting to be plucked. The day will come when I will gouge them all out. The day will come when these treasures belong to me."
His voice dripped with venomous hunger, every word echoing with his dark obsession.
But while the Hokage drowned in despair and Danzo in fantasies, the true storm raged at the center.
Indra and Guy's battle only grew fiercer. With the Sixth Gate unlocked, Guy's strength had ascended to terrifying levels. His every punch split the air with thunder, his every kick carved shockwaves across the battlefield. His movements blurred past even the sharpest eyes.
And yet, Indra remained standing. His Sharingan spun, his body moving with impossible calm precision.
His counters flowed like water, his strikes like a blade's edge, his presence unshaken amidst the storm.
The Uchiha clan, the Hokage, Danzo—everyone bore witness to this clash of titans.
The battlefield groaned like a wounded beast. The scars of combat had already split the land into fractured plates of earth, dust swirling into choking clouds that refused to settle.
At the very center, Indra Uchiha and Might Guy clashed in a storm of raw force and precision.
Guy's body radiated blazing steam, veins bulging beneath his skin as the power of the Sixth Gate of Joy coursed through him.
His aura was like a living inferno, boiling the very air around him, while his movements left streaks of afterimages that only the Sharingan could track.
Indra stood with his chest rising and falling in perfect calmness, his crimson eyes glowing like twin suns in the haze of battle.
His body carried no tremor, no sign of exhaustion. The faint smirk at the edge of his lips mocked the fury Guy unleashed.
Guy was the first to move, his speed magnified to an inhuman level. With a flash, his figure vanished from sight. A hurricane kick tore through the battlefield —
"Konoha Senpū!"
The Leaf Whirlwind came with terrifying force, the low spinning kick tearing the ground as it aimed for Indra's legs.
But Indra's Sharingan spun faster than lightning, reading the strike a fraction before it landed.
With seamless grace, he shifted his weight backward, his hand shooting down to deflect Guy's leg with a sharp, open-palm block.
The impact cracked the ground beneath them, shards of stone scattering like glass.
Yet Guy didn't pause. He spun midair, his leg whipping back with greater force —
"Konoha Daisenpū!"
The Leaf Great Whirlwind crashed down, faster, heavier, sharper than before.
Indra crossed his arms in front of him, bracing. The kick struck like a cannon, blasting him back several meters.
His sandals dug deep trenches into the earth, but his face remained calm, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.
The instant his feet steadied, Indra stepped forward like a shadow. His movement was swift, his fists shooting out in rapid succession.
Guy raised his forearms to block, but Indra's strikes were like steel hammers wrapped in lightning. Each impact reverberated through Guy's bones, rattling him despite the Sixth Gate's reinforcement.
Then Indra's knee shot up, aimed straight for Guy's abdomen.
The impact boomed like thunder. Guy slid backward several meters, spitting out steam, but his grin widened instead of faltering.
Without hesitation, Guy vanished again, reappearing beneath Indra with ferocious momentum. He clutched Indra's body in an iron grip, locking him in place.
"Konoha Renge!"
With explosive force, Guy spun upward into the sky, dragging Indra with him. The two ascended like a missile before Guy twisted violently, hurling Indra down toward the ground.
The Leaf Lotus technique detonated against the earth, blasting the battlefield into an expanding crater. Dust exploded outward in a roaring wave, drowning everything in smoke and fire.
For a moment, silence swallowed the battlefield.
When the dust began to clear, Guy's eyes widened in disbelief.
Indra stood at the very center of the crater, his clothes torn, dust staining his figure — but his stance was unbroken, his body uninjured, and his expression calm.
"Impressive strength," Indra said, brushing a speck of dirt from his shoulder as though the devastating impact had been nothing. His crimson eyes gleamed as he tilted his head slightly. "But still not enough."
Guy's teeth clenched, his aura flaring brighter, hotter. His body trembled as more power surged through him.
"The Fifth Gate… Gate of Limit… Open!"
With a roar, Guy's aura exploded into a cyclone of blazing energy. His skin reddened from the immense strain, and his speed skyrocketed even further.
The sheer pressure cracked the ground beneath his feet before he even moved.
He vanished again.
Indra's Sharingan barely caught the blur before Guy's fist crashed into his chest. The blow sent Indra hurtling backward, smashing through shattered boulders.
Guy pursued instantly, unleashing a storm of kicks and punches. Each strike was faster than the last, each one carrying weight enough to shatter bones.
"Konoha Senpū!" — A low kick whipped at Indra's knees.
"Konoha Daisenpū!" — A spinning whirlwind crashed toward his torso.
Omote Renge!" — Guy grabbed Indra once again, spinning him violently before slamming him into the fractured ground.
The battlefield was a storm of Guy's relentless assault.
Yet through it all, Indra's crimson eyes never lost focus.
When Guy's punches blurred into a storm, Indra's body twisted smoothly, his arms deflecting with perfect angles.
When Guy's kicks thundered like lightning, Indra's feet shifted, redirecting the force into the ground instead of his body.
Every counterstrike Indra delivered was precise, sharp, and merciless. A punch to Guy's ribs. A knee to his thigh. A backhand strike across his jaw.
Each landed clean, but Guy fought through the pain, his body refusing to yield.
The spectators watching gasped with every exchange. The Uchiha stood wide-eyed, their Sharingan spinning wildly to capture even fragments of the speed.
But Guy knew the Fifth Gate was not enough. His breath roared like fire, his aura boiling around him. His teeth grit together, and with a deafening cry, he tore the next limit open.
"The Sixth Gate… Gate of Joy… Open!"
The explosion of energy rocked the battlefield. Steam erupted from his body in a violent torrent, blasting outward like a hurricane. His aura flared so brightly that even the Uchiha flinched, shielding their eyes against the brilliance.
The air warped around Guy as if reality itself bent under his strength. His every muscle bulged, veins swelling dangerously under the strain.
Indra's crimson eyes narrowed, his calm demeanor never breaking.
"So, you reveal more," he murmured. "Very well. Show me."
Guy blurred forward, faster than even before. His kick struck Indra in the chest like a falling mountain, sending shockwaves outward that split the battlefield further.
But before Indra could recover, Guy was already above him, spinning downward —
"Konoha Dai Senpū!"
The whirlwind kick smashed against Indra's raised forearms, the pressure enough to crater the earth beneath his feet.
Guy pressed harder, his fists raining like meteors, his kicks like crashing waves. His body no longer moved like a man's, but like a raging storm given human form.
Yet, even against this storm, Indra did not collapse. His counters flowed like rivers around stones, his fists striking with surgical precision. His calmness amidst the fury was infuriating.
Dust and debris filled the air, shockwaves shook the village, and the battle became a blur of force.
Every strike from Guy carried the weight of the Sixth Gate.
Every counter from Indra carried the precision of the Sharingan.
The Uchiha watching clenched their fists, their pride swelling. Kurenai, Samui, and Yugao stood frozen, breathless as they witnessed the sheer intensity.
The Third Hokage's face darkened with despair as he watched Guy fight with inhuman power, yet still fail to topple Indra.
Danzo's single eye gleamed with twisted excitement as his fantasies of taking Sharingan eyes only grew stronger.
And at the center, Indra and Guy's battle shook the world.
The dust swirled endlessly, the ground cracked like shattered glass, and the storm raged on with no end in sight.
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