[Something has changed over where Guren and Dextera were piled. His voice is serious, dark, and there's something different behind his words. A force that makes it sound odd. He's pushing himself to his feet slowly, and as he reaches out with his hand, the sword floats easily into it, almost as if someone were passing it over.]
Don't waste your bullets, Asuka. I'll tear him apart myself.
[The next movement is too fast for human eyes to follow, but it catches up with his sword driving through the heart of this Guren-wannabe. Something falters in its image, and it dissolves into shadows. It's realized that this isn't the same person he's dealing with— those same fears aren't there.
Flicking his sword back out again, he swipes, and it's demonic energy that comes out— but it still works to chase the demon back one more time. They're at the well. Dave's group should be aiming to head over here any minute, and all Guren had to do was hold it off until then.]
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[Something has changed over where Guren and Dextera were piled. His voice is serious, dark, and there's something different behind his words. A force that makes it sound odd. He's pushing himself to his feet slowly, and as he reaches out with his hand, the sword floats easily into it, almost as if someone were passing it over.]
Don't waste your bullets, Asuka. I'll tear him apart myself.
[The next movement is too fast for human eyes to follow, but it catches up with his sword driving through the heart of this Guren-wannabe. Something falters in its image, and it dissolves into shadows. It's realized that this isn't the same person he's dealing with— those same fears aren't there.
Flicking his sword back out again, he swipes, and it's demonic energy that comes out— but it still works to chase the demon back one more time. They're at the well. Dave's group should be aiming to head over here any minute, and all Guren had to do was hold it off until then.]