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[Center][COLOR=39b54a][sup][b]Konohagakure | Jonin | Breezy-nin[/b][/sup][/COLOR][/center][hr][INDENT][sup][COLOR=39b54a][b]TIME:[/b] [i]Present Day - Afternoon[/i] | [b]LOCATION:[/b] [i]Sunagakure - Outskirts[/i] | [b]INTERACTION:[/b][@Odin][@Spanner][@Queentze][/COLOR][/sup][/INDENT]

It was nice to see that one of his comrades, if you could call them that, came to his aid. Shizuka only knew of Date Watari through the grape vine, his father spoke of the last name fondly. Shizuka not really paying any attention to the stories his father weaved for him only knew the boy was some sort of samurai. Luckily for him there was a stronger code of honor with the samurai, hopefully Date would give him the benefit of the doubt. Date weighed in first with his battle assessment, next was the mysterious mute red headed child, the outcast really. The dismal tone in his voice strung together a synopsis of the current situation regarding the masked man and his companion. Despite his egregiously speech skills, leaving something to be desired, he was quite good at sketching in the sand. Before Shizuka could mention anything else, the fishboy was already back on his hind feet. 

It was true in every sense, the boy was a fish out of water and desperately needed water to be as effective as the rest of them. Shizuka felt a shiver of nostalgia run its course through his body remembering how neutered he was in the earth trial due to the second trial; wind was almost ineffective chakra nature as well. Luckily for them the storm and oasis would create enough water for him to circumvent the dry arid environment that was ‘home’ to the wind seeker. He might have disliked the boy, but that didn’t mean he wished for him to suffer as he did before, helpless. Sakana brought Shizuka’s attention back to their current situation. While they planned for damage control, Sakana spoke of splitting up. Splitting up never agreed in Shizuka’s mind especially considering one of them was mostly vetted in sensory techniques. Communication would be a bit difficult since they had no radios and Shizuka could only carry messages across the win. 

These criminals were dangerous enough to handle a Kage by themselves, the ones in the forest seemed to be able to take on more than that. The chances of them defeating the clones individually didn’t look so great. Regardless, Shizuka refrained from speaking and continued to listen to the exasperated ninja who seemed to walk in stride the more he spoke. Again he restored to his seal that would terminate his life, but this time he request Shizuka to aid him in his suicide mission. His eyes widened a bit, Shizuka never really thought about the prospect of death. His father always preached that death was the ultimate release and symbol of a warrior. Ready to pledge his life to the cause, his mouth closed up as an image of Kiku seared through his mind. Why now? Suddenly the idea of leaving her behind alone enveloped him in confusion and disarray. No, if it met the greater good of the people he would have to sacrifice the idea of her for something more. 

Shizuka swallowed and nodded, [color=39b54a]“I’ll be right there beside you if it comes to it Sakana, at least I’ll rest knowing I took you down with me, flounder.”[/color] An injection of humor to quell the downtrodden mood regarding the seal. Shizuka followed suite behind Sakana making a less flashy drop, the wind carried him gracefully down the wall of sand almost as if he were riding an invisible slide. While they all began to rush into the chasms of war Shizuka’s wind senses became disheveled with a new iteration of war that would soon derail their original plan. [color=39b54a]“Wait!”[/color] Shizuka shouted throwing his hands out in front of his chest before pulling them in. A large wind wall formed and scooped the other ninja up and pulled them back to the wind boy.[color=39b54a] “Look!”[/color] shoving his finger into the distance while the other three would regain their composure. 

A massive worm like creature that easily stood over 100 meters was summoned from what seemed to be the depths of hell. Another flashback echoed from the past, [color=39b54a]“I know this monstrosity, my mother spoke of a species of malevolent worms that were seemingly instinct. We better tread lightly and change our plans. All I know is that they have thick skin no ordinary blade can penetrate through.”[/color] The multi-headed titan ravaged the city, destroying the defenses the Kazekage had set up. Smoke poured out of its hideous porous holes, the same smoke that the ninja who summoned them used. [color=39b54a]“Kamui, do you see any change in the area around our target? I don’t think there are many clones left, if at all. There’s something coming out of its mouth and look! I think he let one of the shinobi go, we better go after him.”[/color]

Shizuka began to move his arms in a continuous clockwise position, shifting the wind around the four shinobi. With his rapid hand movements the wind around them began to contour the sand around them, pulling it on the layers of wind. In a few moments the team would be fashioned with a constantly rotation dome of sand to cover their tracks and seem invisible. Shizuka led the charge to retrieve what seemed to be a messenger, in hopes to get a better perspective on the criminal’s wishes.
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