[ The uncanny valley between human and inhuman. Form familiar but not quite right. Alien-like. It stares and Shouto stares back, unease creeping up his spine. Almost human, but wrong. Voice musical but off-key, oscillating from one frequency to another, the tones clash, and he feels repulsed by its bastardized form. Angel-like but malformed. Insect-like wings. Halo cutting through its head.
Unholy.
His pulse picks up at the sight of the severed head in its hand, mouth stained red from... His stomach revolts at the sight and he feels such a stark aversion to it goosebumps break out on his skin. Catching himself, his hands turn to fists, fingers digging into his skin, grounding him. Righteous anger rises at the dismissive way it tosses aside its meal. Curious and child-like with blood dripping from its lips, SHouto's expression grows cold.
Allen dives in for the first attack and he swings his hand for the next. A glacier five stories high explodes from the ground within two seconds cutting off its escape. Attack began, he circles the area ready to lend aid when needed. Kizu is in his head coordinating what she sees from the ground - not the dead, she keeps that to herself. Prompts him to focus on the beast - Akuma. Level Four, Allen called it. It means nothing to him. A category system most likely. Like the Nomu. It makes sense then, but its powers remain elusive, so he watches from afar, sending out long-range attacks that won't interfere with his teammate's movements trying to suss out its abilities while he lends support. ]
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Unholy.
His pulse picks up at the sight of the severed head in its hand, mouth stained red from... His stomach revolts at the sight and he feels such a stark aversion to it goosebumps break out on his skin. Catching himself, his hands turn to fists, fingers digging into his skin, grounding him. Righteous anger rises at the dismissive way it tosses aside its meal. Curious and child-like with blood dripping from its lips, SHouto's expression grows cold.
Allen dives in for the first attack and he swings his hand for the next. A glacier five stories high explodes from the ground within two seconds cutting off its escape. Attack began, he circles the area ready to lend aid when needed. Kizu is in his head coordinating what she sees from the ground - not the dead, she keeps that to herself. Prompts him to focus on the beast - Akuma. Level Four, Allen called it. It means nothing to him. A category system most likely. Like the Nomu. It makes sense then, but its powers remain elusive, so he watches from afar, sending out long-range attacks that won't interfere with his teammate's movements trying to suss out its abilities while he lends support. ]