[h3][color=CE2F4C]Hoseki Rengoku[/color][/h3][hr]
[indent][indent]Hoseki glanced up at Mizo from his concentrated gaze on his left fist, flames breathing and barking around it. [color=CE2F4C]“One second… ”[/color] he uttered absently; hoping to buy time for himself.

Then he joined her quickly dash towards them, willing the chakra to expand and grow stronger. He gave her a hard nod of agreement after she spoke. Her plan was a good one, he liked it but a part of him hated bogging down his brain with specifics. In the heat of battle, all he wanted to do was let loose. So he turned his attention back towards the team of ninjas ahead, who to him felt not completely like a team. He couldn’t put his thumb on it and so he let the thought fly away. 

[color=CE2F4C]“Sounds good, do what you do, Mizo. I’m going to go bust some heads!”[/color] and he sprinted ahead of Mizo and Kana, his fist blazing with the fire he had been building up. The field of flowers was perfect for him, he believed. It set the stage for so many advantages. 

So he leapt and aimed at the golden flowers in front of him. He launched the blast of fire at such an angle that the hungry flames would initially flood towards Team 5 and their flag; spread by the flowers they would spread both towards and around Team 5. Potentially this was dangerous for all of them, if luck wasn’t on his side but the first dozen moments were definitely his to play it; he had made it so. He landed with softly, satisfied with the flurry of yellow pedals dancing around him and the heat infusing in the air. 

[color=CE2F4C]“I’m too good at this,”[/color] he said, smoking fist squeezed and arms tensed at his side. [color=CE2F4C]“Mizo take advantage of the chaos, they won't know what's coming!”[/color][/indent][/indent]