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Listen and read

Dammit. That was all that Shinra could think as they were suddenly ambushed. He wasn't even aware that they were being watched so closely. And by the rise? When did they even get here. The first thing that went through his mind were how inhuman they were and how much he just wanted to cast them aside like the trash they were, always using underhanded tactics and overwhelming numbers.

The mines that went off in the field, and the loss of a few of his people just spiked something inside of Shinra, who looked on through the flames as they charred his body a little bit, not enough to do irreversible damage, but he suffered stabbing wounds as well from those kunai. While the rise members started their assault and everyone would begin working to defend themselves, Shinra tore the kunai from his body and coughed up a little blood. He quickly dissipated the entirety of his iron gourd, a large cloud appearing behind him as he held up his hands together, heels of his palms touching with his left index and middle finger pointing up, right index finger and pinky pointing downward.

This and his flow of chakra, made his iron sand start to swirl around himself while the members of the rise were coming at him. As if making a dome of fast moving sand that was prone to tearing flesh for any who tried to make it through, Shinra's eyes locked onto them, "Come at me you pieces of inbred filth. I will make you rue the day you opened your eyes to the world." He spat venom at them and expected weapons to try to make it through. Any weapons that made it through, infused or not, would be overwhelmed buy the double nature of Shinra's magnet rlease, and find their weapons being torn from their hands, and some hopefully being pulled in through the sand cloud enough to start getting their skin torn to pieces. Their weapons would be coated in the sand while he protected himself on all sides. If any of those weapons would make it through with a body and not much damage, Shinra would concentrate the sand in a large cloud to shove them away before returning to circling himself.

He would not fall down, he would not show his pain, his gaze was one of a demon, much like that of his father whenever his skull was carved in to for making an error. He would be adding to it himself later, for letting twenty-six people die on his watch. He had lost over a tenth of his force in one fell swoop, and refused to let them get passed him from this direction for any more to be killed.

"Keep yourselves protected! And someone send a medic my way when you have the chance! Let me know with 'Sync' when you are ready for me to open my cloud and get through!" He would command over his communicator, ringing out in all of the temporary captains' ears through the communication array. he wasn't able to get to Hotaru or Hiroshoka in this state, he had to protect himself.