[Pinkie]

Mizuki nodded his head and as he stood outside of his home in full battle gear he watched as everyone ran and gave orders. It was time for him to start. Booking it towards the warning bell he hoped to god Neimi was there and waiting for him.

As he reached the highest point of ground for the camp he looked about and his heart dropped a little. Neimi was no where to be seen. Mizuki shook his head and went about everything that he needed in order to do the spell right.

This is where Mizuki began placing different color stones out in front of him as well as what seemed to be dirt from the drop zone. Sticking his staff in the middle of darwen out symbols and stones Mizuki then took the stone from his neck and hung it off the curve of his staff.

With one last symbol Mizuki knelt there before everything though his attention was grabbed as a boom was heard and the walls shook around them. It would seem that they reached the front gates quicker then he thought they would. "Neimi..." He said looking about.

Mizuki shook his head and watched as all the men from the eastern army began to pile into the small opening. Looking at the symbols before him Mizuki was impatient "Come on...I know just a few more...thats all I need" He spoke to himself. With no one there to protect him Mizuki was almost sure that he was going to die and for some reason he was okay with that.

His mind began to wounder but it came back to him the moment the symbol on the ground in front of him began to glow. The number was right and all the men within the drop zone was now dead. Thrusting his hands down in place on the ground before him Mizuki began his incantation.

The crystal that hung over his head from his staff began to glow showing the already sweat licked forehead. Mizuki could hear the screams and questions of the men from the dead zone as the light lavender light captured them in a cage of light.

Turning his left hand towards his right he paused in his incantation to hiss out his discomfort as a rock cut into his hand but that was nothing. Glancing up he watched as the ground below the men began to open and crack, swallowing everything that lay atop it in one massive gulp. Next was to close it and thats what the turn of the right hand was for. Turing it Mizuki watched as the dirt began to once again close and mend its self.

The moment the last of the crack was sealed the fall of light was gone and the rest of the eastern army piled through the cracks on the wall. Mizuki watched as he panted heavily his vision going blurry quicker then he thought it. Removing the dagger from his side he stayed where he was in a defensive stance waiting for something...anything else to happen.

Even though he was in a stance of defense his body had no energy left. His eyes were dull and his breathing was shallow though he knelt there leaning on his right leg as his left was brought up to his chest. His right hand held the blade stuck out before his left cheek as his left hand held another blade down by his right side. The last thought Mizuki had before complete darkness was that he hoped to god the person coming towrads him was Neimi.