[KQ] Bigger A(spire)ations

ronin A man unwilling to fight for what he wants deserves what he gets It was time - time to see how effective his gauntlet was against the monster; time to see if his faith in Safrin would be rewarded. Ronin forced himself to keep his eyes open, though his jaw was set and his body braced of an impace that would fucking hurt if the shield failed. But... it... it didn't. The shock of it vibrated through his bones and brought forth a groan of pain, but he was otherwise unharmed as the demon was flung back, twitching and sparking. Only when he realised he still had his arm and that it hadn't disappeared into the creature's maw did he let himself breathe out. Which wasn't a great idea, since it strained the wounds on his back and reminded him that he was torn to ribbons back there. But there wasn't time to take stock of things. "What is that," he muttered under his breath as the... the twitching, rusty thing rose to its feet and laughed at them. Grunting a curse, Ronin levered himself up and prowled around opposite to where Remi approached, almost so they could pincer the thing between them. The alchemist struck and Ronin was hot on his heels, trying to aim a blow right at one of the monster's exposed sides. If he could get his hand in there, he was damned well ripping out whatever he could find.