Beneath a blood-soaked moon, the once-lush battlefield had become a basin of rot and steam. Dead bodies, weapons, and shredded flags floated in muddy puddles. Manda lay coiled quietly while his scaled kin spread through the mist.
On a cracked peak near the collapsed Mist camp, Uchiha Indra stood barefooted. His kimono hung loose from one shoulder, smoke curling off stained silk. His dark-blue chakra aura still pulsed — quieter now, steady but oppressive.
💬 "Manda. I want nothing that breathes, crawls, or speaks foreign chakra walking out of this pit."
The ancient serpent's jaws widened, fangs dripping.
💬 "As you will, scaled Lord."
💬 "Tell your spawn—find anyone hiding beneath, not just above. Burn roots, snap spines, swallow scrolls. Devour their futures."
From below, waves of six-foot serpents hissed and twisted themselves into trenches, underground corridors, and shattered scroll casings. Slime trails and blood smears marked their paths.
⚠️ One snake returned — a scroll in its mouth.
💬 "Survivors?" Indra asked.
The scroll dropped at his feet. The paper glowed with a foreign ink seal: teleportation coordinates. Unused.
💬 "They tried to flee…" He smirked. "But not even escape was real."
🗡️ The Final Verdict — 7 Mist Swords (Disposal Order)
He walked slowly through the final weapon remains. Stone cracked lightly beneath each step.
Snakes followed him as ordered, collecting, reporting. He examined each piece one last time, cold-eyed, hands loose at his sides.
✅ 1. Samehada (Alive — Claimed)
Samehada hissed lightly in his grip now—its skin torn, but breathing. The living scales continued to twitch.
Indra rested the blade across his back. A ripple of blue chakra synced with its breathing skin.
❌ 2. Kubikiribōchō (Broken — Useless)
Multiple broken fragments had been recovered by snakes. One still dripped blood from an enemy spine lodged in its end.
He kicked the blade into a ravine. "Dead weight."
❌ 3. Nuibari (Bent — Useless)
Only its twisted wire and snapped needle remained, curled around a broken ribcage.
He crushed the needle under his heel.
❌ 4. Shibuki (Ash — Gone)
Static heat still hung over where it exploded. Bits of singed scroll paper floated in air.
💬 "A sword with a suicide clause."
He ignored the site entirely.
❌ 5. Kabutowari (Destroyed — Useless)
Both hammer and axe halves had rusted stiff. The chakra channels inside were melted.
The tool was snapped further before being kicked into a ditch.
❌ 6. Kiba (Cracked — Unstable)
Still emitted crackling pulses. One blade broken diagonally, barely humming.
He pressed his palm against them — chakra crackled briefly — then dropped them.
❌ 7. Hiramekarei (Fully Damaged)
Surface shattered. Chakra storage core completely dry. Double-handled base bent beyond reforging.
He touched the hilt once. No response. He left it in the mud.
💬 Final Declaration — Battlefield Closure
The last snake to return had a throat bloated with fresh chakra — too much for a normal human.
Indra observed the hard soil, the windless trees, and rising firelight from distant burning camps. Not one voice screamed. Not one soul begged.
💬 "Enough," he declared. "This pit is clean."
Manda hissed behind him.
💬 "Command complete."
Three snake princesses arrived behind him, clothes untouched, but hands freshly washed with blood.
Ichikishima blinked slowly.
" Samehada is alive, this weapon is useful for absorption of chakra of tail beast"