[h2]Hana Oshiro - [color=deeppink]The Last Samurai[/color][/h2]

Isshum was quick and mobile, dodging the barrage of slicing blossoms in order to close the distance and attempt to attack Hana directly. The downside to that was that by getting closer he would reduce his own reaction time to whatever spell she would produce, but Hana was surprised by his tenacity. The cherry blossoms that surrounded her were many in number and each one potentially lethal yet the boy showed no signs of fear. [color=deeppink]"Huh."[/color] When Isshum approached what remained of the sphere of cherry blossoms, his hand already ablaze, Hana showed no signs of concern or surprise. She remained perfectly calm. [b][color=deeppink]"Senbonzakura..."[/color][/b]

Her right palm aimed towards Isshum before moving vertically to face the sky. As the raging inferno of the boy's attack began to blast through the sparse blossom defenses, a thick and solid wall of pink petals erupted from Hana's feet. While before she had merely summoned a couple thousand petals, this wall was incredibly dense and stretched wide and tall. It was an immense and intimidating amount. Isshum's fire spell collided with the still-growing wall of pink, burrowing slightly into it but ultimately unable to penetrate due to the thickness and constant movement. [b][color=deeppink]"Tsunami."[/color][/b] The huge mass of cherry blossoms suddenly became less rigid following Isshum's attack, now falling forward to crash on top of the boy. A literal wave of sharp magical petals, hundreds of thousands flowing like water. The earth they touched wasn't just crushed under the weight but shredded too. This wave of cherry blossoms pushed out towards the boy fast, though the sheer bulk of it made it nowhere close to the speed of Hana's earlier attack. The farther the blossoms reached from Hana, the less dense the wave became as gravity and other various factors forced the wave to spread out over distance.