Hachiman snarled behind his kabuto mask, the growl of a war god echoing across the domain that soon become ruin.
The scorched air burned with cursed fire and poisonous mist but he did not falter from all of that.
With a sharp breath and a warrior's cry, he raised his katana high above his head. The blade now pulsing with Celestial flame, emboldened by centuries of consecrated battle.
Then his voice boomed with some kind of command or invocation that shook the battlefield.
"The Shield of Tranquility!"
A sacred force exploded outward from his body. A dome of golden light burst into being around him, briefly neutralizing the chaos.
This was not just a simple magic barrier. It was a Celestial countermeasure forged from the myth of his role as a pacifying protector in times of war. The dome shimmered with sacred kanji writing and ancient prayers. These barrier will blunting the effects of the cursed arrows and devouring the mist with each passing second.
