[Honestly? The singed bug smell sort of reminds him of the Tokyo lockdown, and it's nostalgic in that it sure was an experience.
One he really would rather not relive, but thankfully this is just friendly competition. And one that, on glancing to his competitor, he realizes that he might have an upper-hand in, with the way he seems a little more drained than Kazuya does. Not by much, but maybe he can press this advantage? His eyes flick back to his own demon.]
Kill them all.
[To which she seemingly delights in it. The bugs that are set aflame that aren't quite dead with are met with vicious claws tearing them into little chitinous bits, before she quickly bounces to the next set starting to replace the ranks.]
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One he really would rather not relive, but thankfully this is just friendly competition. And one that, on glancing to his competitor, he realizes that he might have an upper-hand in, with the way he seems a little more drained than Kazuya does. Not by much, but maybe he can press this advantage? His eyes flick back to his own demon.]
Kill them all.
[To which she seemingly delights in it. The bugs that are set aflame that aren't quite dead with are met with vicious claws tearing them into little chitinous bits, before she quickly bounces to the next set starting to replace the ranks.]