<em>(Akamatsu uses a small bit of his genjutsu to make the summoning effect look real)</em><br/><br/>As Anzu's image streaked toward the circle, Akamatsu flung his cloak over the Seated Vale still working the feeling back into his fingers. The clone kneeling by the circle worked the summoning jutsu with a soft voice.<br/><br/>“Sumoning Jutsu, Vale!”<br/><br/><em>(The clone standing behind the summoner finishes his seal beneath his poncho)</em><br/><br/>The circle fills with a gout of white smoke. The shadow clone that had attacked Anzu directly disappeared in a similar puff unable to rise for another attack. Both the Akamatsu she would have marked as real and Vale disappeared in a burst of smoke.<br/><br/><em>(He rolls himself and Vale into the bushes under the cover of the smoke. One of the clones shape-shifts into the form of a an mildly angry Vale)</em><br/><br/>In the circle stood the single form of Akamatsu, his dark cloak billowing to either side as he gripped Vale in a choke hold. A quick movement wrapped a dark fold around his head trapping him in the dark cloth. His wounded arm was useless in fending off this attack and the knives the had gone up were coming down straight for the trapped and helpless form<br/><br/><em>(The real Akamatsu leaps from the bushes into the trees to frighten the birds aloft and then drops using his genjitsu to move across the ground as their shadows angling for a spot behind Anzu)</em><br/><br/>As Anzu's shadow moved in, Akamatsu pivoted to keep Vale's body between them. Birds sprang from the trees, their shadows flowing across the ground as they winged though the last few seconds before the knives struck.