[When Ken starts to move not towards him, Chikusa shifts, wondering if he's turning tail and running. But no- all too soon he realizes just what Ken's plan is.]
[Trying to keep an eye on him is, frankly, too much effort. Easier to just let his head bow slightly, eyes drifting halfway shut as he focuses on his ears. At his side, his hand hangs loosely, two fingers held out straight in preparation. Anticipation is thick in his lungs as he waits, and it feels- familiar, in a way that fighting ayakashi hasn't quite been yet.]
[Monsters and people are still, to some degree, different in the end.]
[When Ken finally leaps forward, Chikusa's arm jerks out before the rest of his body can quite catch up, jerking him about almost like he's a marionette of his own design- but it works. A bright borderline springs to life, right in time to stop Ken's charge. A combination between a translucent wall and the faintest hints of light burning at the edges.]
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[Trying to keep an eye on him is, frankly, too much effort. Easier to just let his head bow slightly, eyes drifting halfway shut as he focuses on his ears. At his side, his hand hangs loosely, two fingers held out straight in preparation. Anticipation is thick in his lungs as he waits, and it feels- familiar, in a way that fighting ayakashi hasn't quite been yet.]
[Monsters and people are still, to some degree, different in the end.]
[When Ken finally leaps forward, Chikusa's arm jerks out before the rest of his body can quite catch up, jerking him about almost like he's a marionette of his own design- but it works. A bright borderline springs to life, right in time to stop Ken's charge. A combination between a translucent wall and the faintest hints of light burning at the edges.]