Shohei feels an immense heat come from the back, not to mention lighting up the night as if it were day. This was only one thing, one thing he had just previously seen from the slender idealist. The struggle of the nearly dead Uchiha is to no avail. A gruff set of fingers remove the eye from her socket, this only being possible due to the lass' poor endurance and the fact that lava was running across most of her body. He doesn't even bother to plunge her face into the crimson liquid on the floor.
"This is my queue." he utters, flinging his one-eyed target into the incoming fireball. Like an acrobat, Shohei travels south, evading the bright and intense glob. This spelled utter doom.
"It's time to go." he voices to his comrades, firing three kunai with explosive tags upon them northward. The papirus sizzles in the air while the metallic projectiles themsleves strike certain parts of Tanzaku's terrain.