[When the splinters come spraying out, Yamanbagiri quickly grab his cloak, stand in front of Tsuzuki and hold the cloth up to cover his face. He winces when they hit him, and possibly tearing some holes in his cloak. That's fine, but this really make him wish Sakura's here to use him.
Lowering his cloak, Yamanbagiri blinks when he see the other person on the crow's back. A god? The fact that she's actually attacking and seems to be hurting the ayakashi seems to suggest it.]
There's someone on its back!
[Whoa! He step backward to avoid the wing strike.]
They—They're probably a god! [With a sword, so probably a shinki. Which means... Oh, he can see the god is a girl.] Let's help her by distracting it!
[Letting go of his cloak, Yamanbagiri quickly shift his hand and draw a borderline right at the left wing.]
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Lowering his cloak, Yamanbagiri blinks when he see the other person on the crow's back. A god? The fact that she's actually attacking and seems to be hurting the ayakashi seems to suggest it.]
There's someone on its back!
[Whoa! He step backward to avoid the wing strike.]
They—They're probably a god! [With a sword, so probably a shinki. Which means... Oh, he can see the god is a girl.] Let's help her by distracting it!
[Letting go of his cloak, Yamanbagiri quickly shift his hand and draw a borderline right at the left wing.]