At some point when looking around he felt something approaching, and when he peered over it, blinked several times. As it approached it did not give off a hostile aura, and after a few moments he recognized an energy signature resonating from it's frame. It was Sam's. After knowing this he waited to see what it would do, and though he was a bit creeped out at first, took comfort in knowing his team mate was sending his support somehow. Even though he could do nothing for him or the others.
Knowing full well that silence was not a good sign, he drew forth Sorrow-Wind and connected the hilts with a whirling motion. Time was short, as far as he felt, and a wall seemed to stand in his way.
He brought the blade to his rear, holding the combined hilt with a single hand as he focused his inner energies using his other hand as a medium, making several signs that were not similar to his previous techniques. This was not ninjutsu, but a pure technique of skill and inner strength.
Shisoume utilized the force of a spinning step, almost like winding up for the baseball swing with a more mystic feeling to it. He used every motion in his body to the best of his ability trying his best not to waste much of it. At the apex of the swing his other hand joined the fray, putting as much careful momentum as possible behind the impending strike.
If he couldn't search for a way around, he would cut his way through with the good old bushido main-stay, the powerful cut.
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