The cool air of the administration room drifted about creating a chill, the only source of warmth being that of the warm cascading sunlight from the window behind bursting into the room giving natural light. Mikumi stood to the side of Lord hokage's desk towards the left along with a fellow shinobi of the name of Suutei, her eyes somewhat baggy as she hadn't gotten enough sleep from the night before and being in the cold whilst the sun shone on her back made her highly irritable. She stood their silently with her left hand placed gently upon the blade of left hip while her other arm hung loosely at her side, as Lord hokage explained the details of the mission that had already been relayed to her prior she couldn't help but doze off at the explanation, she really didn't want to get up from the comfort of her home but when it came to the Daimyo calling the shots their was just no helping it unless you wanted to be considered a rogue shinobi but this time more than others it seemed the task at hand would be and utter pain in her ass.

She didn't know all the details of the political affair but it seemed Kumogakure forces took occupancy in the land of frost in multiple outposts and the Daimyo wanted them "removed", yet the complexity of the mission wasn't just taking the outposts but the landscape and geography of each location, her positioning being on the Genyo River that consisted of multiple waterfalls all feeding into a large body of water down below, it seemed the outposts she would be in charge of handling were inside the caves behind the waterfall which granted the opposing forces a tactical geography advantage. Herself was assigned to be the leader of a small force similar to Suutei but the situation was that most of her squad consisted of genin with few chunin in the mix, Mikumi's teeth grinded silently as her mood soured further at the though of having to employ such shinobi and lead them into what would be right into the enemy territory, she didn't know what Lord hokage was thinking but she knew that with the Daimyo in play his hands must have been rather tied.

Once Lord hokage finished the explanation everyone went their separate ways to prepare for what was seemingly war. Mikumi returned home with out speaking to the others, she prepared two separate scrolls with one consisting of large windmill shuriken while the other sealed her scythe, she tighten  the red wraps around her arms and then proceeded too slip on a coat with the symbol of Konoha's sword priest position with the words written under it reading "Captain", usually she fought with her scythe but this time she would be displaying her talent with two blades of fine quality strapped to her left hip. Before she left to go to war she took a moment to walk to the far side of her home where a shrine had been made, she slid the door open to reveal the only picture of her father. "Father if you can hear me.." Mikumi whispered to herself as she bent down sitting on top of her legs, "Please give me the strength and wisdom to lead these shinobi into battle and come back alive..."

Time had passed, before Mikumi had known it she had transverse the greenery of the land of fire and had passed onto the snowy landscape of the land of frost, the cold air and snow flakes traveling through the open spots of her coat only to be melted by the heat her body was radiating as her and her squad made their way to Genyo River, Mikumi didn't take the usual route but instead took a longer trip around Genyo River that lead her squad on top of the large rapids, as her squad seemingly scatted to take action against the outposts Mikumi bent down feeling the rock underneath while closing her eyes, with her acute sense of touch and coursing a small amount of her chakra through the ground she could feel the vibration underneath the earth while sensing the hollowness of the cave below.

She opened her eyes as she slid back onto her feet, she casted one handseal causing a shadow clone to appear before it turned its body towards the continuous stream of waters horizontally as their mouth slightly curled into a smile as she deduced the general direction the few of the caves were lined up in. Her clone began weaving the Ox, Rat and Boar hand signs with her right hand before her chakra began to gather around the palm of her right open hand as she slowly closed it into a fist, with a swift motion she punched the ground causing tremors to start at the top of the waterfall as she sent her chakra like a wild pulse through the earth, the ground below began to crack as the tectonic plates of the rapids below began to shift and split the ground horizontally up to twenty five meters, for those in the outposts up to twenty five meters would find the earth around them shaking before the loose earth that had been disturbed by the Senju leader began to fall upon them seemingly causing any outpost in her range to have a cave in as the rock above their heads began to fall and crush any of the few too slow to escape.

Meanwhile the real Mikumi turned her gaze towards another outpost outside the range of her clone's technique, without warning Mikumi began to run towards the edge of the rapids before leaping off with a back flip into the air, naturally she began to fall but once she had descended far enough and was directly in front of a waterfall she would weave quick hand signs of her own that caused the immense moisture in the air because of the geography to solidify creating a solid disk plate of water for her to leap off of mid-air, her body contorting as she pumped her leg muscles before jumping off the disk figure pushing off it that caused her to fly towards the waterfall at 100 meters a second before breaking through and into the cave. Once she was inside, she saw two guards that were immediately alerted of her presence but before they could react and notify the others of the breach Mikumi unsheathed her two blades swinging them both diagonally cutting the throats of the guards in a near instant before she slid onto the cave ground before eventually stopping, it wasn't until she sheathed her blade did the guards throats splatter blood around the cave walls before dropping to the ground.

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