Can't touch me, like Gojo—Look good in all my photos
Kaisel goes rigid at the creepy as fuck noise. He KNEW this place was a terrible location, damnit Koa!
He turns stiffly, sword still held firmly between his hands, drawn up defensively before him as he peers over at the void monstrosity. Just the sight of it sends a roil of sickness in his gut, utter disgust for these foul infections that have crept and crawled into their home. Beneath that though, there's a certain satisfaction, a glimmering thread of silver glee at the opportunity to purge one of them from this world. He'd cut them all down if he had the ability.
Koa moves with the ease he'd expect of his well-practiced cousin, but he trusts in Zavien's skills too, and given that Tal is here and seems known by the others, he'll trust that smooth talker too. It's not much time, just enough for them to assemble, and the foul unicorn is charging.
"Let me sword fight with it," Kaisel calls out as he steps near the front, shimmering sword ready to swing from his hip to crash with the violet lances. "You guys target the body!" His weapon has a longer reach, and the stretch to match that thrust, maybe even cut clean through the crown. Time to find out, he grins, his battle stance set and fingers gripping the pommel in preparation of the clash. He'll need to move into it and sweep, side-step to avoid the pummel of hooves, but he can do it.
Kaisel strategizes a bit and prepares to clash his sword with the horns
He turns stiffly, sword still held firmly between his hands, drawn up defensively before him as he peers over at the void monstrosity. Just the sight of it sends a roil of sickness in his gut, utter disgust for these foul infections that have crept and crawled into their home. Beneath that though, there's a certain satisfaction, a glimmering thread of silver glee at the opportunity to purge one of them from this world. He'd cut them all down if he had the ability.
Koa moves with the ease he'd expect of his well-practiced cousin, but he trusts in Zavien's skills too, and given that Tal is here and seems known by the others, he'll trust that smooth talker too. It's not much time, just enough for them to assemble, and the foul unicorn is charging.
"Let me sword fight with it," Kaisel calls out as he steps near the front, shimmering sword ready to swing from his hip to crash with the violet lances. "You guys target the body!" His weapon has a longer reach, and the stretch to match that thrust, maybe even cut clean through the crown. Time to find out, he grins, his battle stance set and fingers gripping the pommel in preparation of the clash. He'll need to move into it and sweep, side-step to avoid the pummel of hooves, but he can do it.
Kaisel strategizes a bit and prepares to clash his sword with the horns
Kaisel
Sexy jutsu, I feel like Naruto—Fightin' demons in my head like I'm Itadori
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
