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[attr="class","zacwords"]On any other occasion, the passing of such natural beauty would be pondered, regarded, to the point he’d cease any previous engagements in order gaze in wonder. However, this was no time to admire the majestic nature of the cherry blossom tree. Even in its sad, lonely state, most of its beauty shed due to the cold, biting weather, it still silently commanded a high level of respect. He hoped that in his own old age, he too could stand tall and proud, withered yet nonetheless with an eternal sense of reverence and favorability among his kin. I must make it out of here in one piece first... Yet those hopes could easily be dashed if he suffered a premature death, especially at the hands of the warring creatures around them. No sir; that simply will not due. [break][break]

And so, as he and a select band of elite warriors left his muse behind in order to proceed onward towards the shrine ahead, his focus would realign with the task at hand. Anotsu lead the way, a bit of stealth now embraced as they shifted away from the war-torn stage that was outside, and into the more preserved, quiet, dimly lit, and well-secluded building. Once inside, a black wave engulfed his optics. Several rugs and a mess of paperwork existed before the statue of a wooden cat, its façade forever frozen in a rather curious expression. And while some semblance of fading light dared peer its way through the crystalline crisscross design of the windows, darkness was the ruler of this land for the most part. I can barely see... This would heighten the potential for peril in the eyes of the medic, and so, as they continued to slink about quietly, an extra level of awareness was put forth to prevent any potential misfortune. [break][break]

The irony in his timing was...coincidental, at best. Then again, he was never one to indulge in such pleasantries. That kind of mentality was best suited for people who understood not the perils of life and its dark truths. Chinetsu was not one of them. As such, he knew that when the deafening sound of a bell crashed through the surprising silence the shrine held – the shock being it retained its muteness despite the war outside, as well as the creature that had crashed above moments before their ingress – there was no concurrency. Something’s coming...!!! Timed perfectly with the ring of the first bell, chakra surged through his body, and while no nature had been chosen yet, he was nonetheless ready to convert the energy into the beacon of his safety at a moment’s notice. [break][break]



A shrill exclamation from an unknown, foreign agent joined into the chorus, and while Chinetsu’s position meant the darkness hid the culprit’s full identity from his struggling eyes, he took some form of comfort in knowing a nearby ally – whose incursion into the building was unique and singular, but nonetheless effective – was close enough to employ some change of her own. Her entry came from the hole made above by their main target it seemed, affording her a unique angle to approach the culprit behind the bell ringing. But the medic would soon have his hands full with problems of his own. That sound...!!! As he had moved in formation with Anotsu, he stood somewhat close during his explosive discovery. Fortunately for the medic, not only had his chakra already been ready for use as a reaction to the initial ringing of the bell, but the all too familiar triggering of what appeared to be some form of an explosive note derivative would hopefully grant him a much-needed reprieve from the violence. [break][break]





Whether his sudden warning would reach the ears of his ally was irrelevant, as the only priority right now was avoiding damage. With his chosen chakra path now raging with energy, Chinetsu would move with cold blooded instinct, Shunshin making him appear to seemingly disappear from their initial spot. He would not have to travel far, but nonetheless his desired destination was in the form of a retreat, away from the explosion and hopefully into safety's warm embrace. He would do this as Junko made her approach, and hopefully, while Anotsu executed his own defense. Had they suffered any injuries, Chinetsu’s raging chakra could instantly become medically inclined. Then again, before he was thinking of healing anyone, it was imperative this blast be survived. [break][break]

One could only hope. [break]

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