[ Oof. That sure had been a blow-- to his pride more so than his body, perhaps. Fighting without his powers really isn't his forte.
He brings a hand to the back of his head, feels no wet spots whatsoever-- it's in pain, but not bleeding, so that's a relief. Next, he tries to sit up before hoisting himself to full height, and there's a blunt pang on his sides, but not so much that there should be any broken bones or ribs. Okay, still up and running, though he probably shouldn't risk any more daring maneuvers for a while.
There's barely enough time for his damage assessment to be finished, though; soon, he picks up on the familiar loud noise of shots being taken-- three, four, how many had that been, exactly? Did those idiots even have so much ammunition to spare?
Even from a distance, he can see it: yet another mutant creature, larger in size than anything they had faced so far, a twin fallen in a pool of its own blood, and the look of sheer dread in Caramia's face. There was only so much Izuku could keep doing, and Kyrie may as well have run out of bullets already, or else he would have probably have rushed to assist by now-- difficult though he may be, he wouldn't let his friend die.
Well then. Guess this is up to him again.
Using the thick foliage and bushes as cover, and with a quick motion of his hand towards his face, Akechi's entire outfit switches to a white, prince-like suit in a flash, and the red mask that manifests onto his face is quickly removed as he summons his Persona. But unlike the last time Caramia might remember, the attack he casts this time isn't light-based; instead, Robin Hood brings a pillar of dark, ominous energy crashing down upon the Kalidah, taking it down in one strike and no blood-- because it completely disintegrates the fiendish beast.
A sigh comes forth, but he remains on guard, still. Is there going to be yet another wave of enemies or...?
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He brings a hand to the back of his head, feels no wet spots whatsoever-- it's in pain, but not bleeding, so that's a relief. Next, he tries to sit up before hoisting himself to full height, and there's a blunt pang on his sides, but not so much that there should be any broken bones or ribs. Okay, still up and running, though he probably shouldn't risk any more daring maneuvers for a while.
There's barely enough time for his damage assessment to be finished, though; soon, he picks up on the familiar loud noise of shots being taken-- three, four, how many had that been, exactly? Did those idiots even have so much ammunition to spare?
Even from a distance, he can see it: yet another mutant creature, larger in size than anything they had faced so far, a twin fallen in a pool of its own blood, and the look of sheer dread in Caramia's face. There was only so much Izuku could keep doing, and Kyrie may as well have run out of bullets already, or else he would have probably have rushed to assist by now-- difficult though he may be, he wouldn't let his friend die.
Well then. Guess this is up to him again.
Using the thick foliage and bushes as cover, and with a quick motion of his hand towards his face, Akechi's entire outfit switches to a white, prince-like suit in a flash, and the red mask that manifests onto his face is quickly removed as he summons his Persona. But unlike the last time Caramia might remember, the attack he casts this time isn't light-based; instead, Robin Hood brings a pillar of dark, ominous energy crashing down upon the Kalidah, taking it down in one strike and no blood-- because it completely disintegrates the fiendish beast.
A sigh comes forth, but he remains on guard, still. Is there going to be yet another wave of enemies or...?