The sea raged as thick mist rolled over the eastern cliffs. Hidden behind the swirling fog, a fleet of warships advanced, silent and ominous.
At the head of the enemy formation stood a tall man clad in black, his jagged blade resting on his shoulder—Kuri Arashi, one of the Seven Swordsmen of the Mist, wielder of the Stormfang Blade, known for splitting lightning and flesh alike.
Beside him were twenty elite Mist-nin, cloaked in chakra-suppressing seals.
"Destroy the village," Arashi commanded. "Leave no Uzumaki alive."
But as the Mist touched land, a pulse erupted from the cliffs.
Boom.
The Mistbreaker Core activated.
A dome of crimson energy burst outward, shredding the fog. The Mist-nin stumbled, their concealment shattered. And standing on the cliffs were Uzumaki warriors—armored in black and red, seals glowing across their arms and weapons.
At their center stood the Patriarch, a red cloak fluttering behind him.
"Welcome to the Crimson Village," he called out, chakra swirling beneath his feet. "You'll be leaving broken."
Kuri Arashi laughed. "So you're the boy playing Hokage? Let's see how loud you scream when I cut you in half!"
He leapt, blade flashing.
But before he could strike, Tsunade intercepted with a single punch.
Boom!
The ground cracked as Arashi was sent flying backward, crashing into a ship mast.
Tsunade cracked her knuckles. "Next time, try knocking first."
With a roar, the Uzumaki warriors charged. Seals exploded, wind and fire jutsu mixed with elemental strikes. The battlefield erupted into chaos.
Meanwhile...
In the midst of battle, the Patriarch stood still, eyes closed. A new power activated within his system.
[Template Fusion: Uchiha Madara + Yamamoto Genryūsai]
[Result: Crimson Flame Avatar – Partial Unlock]
Chakra Output Multiplied. Katon Techniques Upgraded. Summon: Crimson Asura Armor Available.
His eyes opened—glowing with burning flame.
He lifted his hand. "Crimson Asura—Awaken."
A massive suit of chakra armor formed around him—red plates etched in seals, a flaming sword forming in his grasp.
He charged into the enemy ranks.
One swing. Five Mist-nin fell.
A wave of fire spread across the field—an upgraded Katon: Gōka Mekkyaku, mixed with divine flame.
Kuri Arashi, bloodied but enraged, reappeared. "You monster—!"
The Patriarch clashed blades with him, Stormfang against Flameblade. Sparks lit the air.
"You threatened my people," he said coldly. "This is your punishment."
Their final clash sent shockwaves across the cliffside.
Boom.
The Stormfang Blade shattered.
Arashi fell, unconscious, as crimson flames consumed his body—leaving him alive, but burned and defeated.
By dawn, the Mist fleet had fled, dragging their wounded behind.
The Crimson Village stood tall. Untouched.
The young Patriarch stood on the cliffs, surrounded by his warriors. He looked to Tsunade.
"Our name will spread after this," she said.
He nodded. "Good. The world needs to remember…"
He raised his hand, and the banner of the Uzumaki flapped in the morning wind.
"...The Crimson Village has returned."