There wasn't much time to react in the Basilicom. Tendou ripped from where he stood and send flying.

It was nothing like clock up at all...the fleeting images before the inevitable final fall toward had him queasy. He crashed into a field with a thud and lay a moment before he sat upright sharply.

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜??
Feeling an odd sensation on his hand, he glanced down to the gem that was embedded in his skin...