>>5582480>>5582447>>5582474>>5582431>>5581794>>5582384Thinking sharply about your options, your brain starts to process the situation at hand. Going about precisely around at least four times faster than the average adult, you enact both an accelerated perception and thought acceleration. These racing thoughts give you thought-provoking clarity, added with the boon of parallel processing. It would only take a single instance for you to run through a multitude of simulations, breaking them all down for the right course of action. Eliminating them one by one, until you were met with a sure-fire answer.
Juggling mentally upon what you came up with, your facial expression tenses up at what you had to do. Choosing an option that would appeal to both the logical side of yourself and your humanity was not easy. In this instance, it would feel almost impossible, yet you didn’t care one bit. There was no point in ignoring one for the other, not when you came to such a revelation prior. You wouldn’t make the same mistake and let your survivor’s instinct overpower you. Never again would you feel the shame you did when you had to undergo fusion via parasitic possession and ultimately agglutination to win. You will make sure of that.
Having come to terms with your choice out of several countless options, you briefly close your eyes. Letting your expression soften before turning to Lady Aeos. “Apologies for what I am about to do in advance, Madame Aeos.”
“Huh?” Before Lady Aeos could inquire further you would already rush towards Mirayo. Causing the blue-skinned virago to brace herself for your impending attack. Already coming close to finalizing her enraged state as she lets out a thunderous roar in the same vein as an Oozaru. Furthering the sentiment that she’s able to fully draw out the primal power of the mighty Great Ape in her base form.
As you made your way to Mirayo, you suddenly lean forward with your arms outstretched behind you. Forming from around your palms was your trusty Key Sword, one of pure white light, the other being one of pure black darkness. In one swift motion, you pulled your two steampunk gear-like swords to your sides, readying yourself for a swift series of attacks. Which in turn was something that Mirayo was anticipating with glee, cocking her arms before utilizing her ki. Surrounding each of her limbs with a swirling mass of blackened energy with a red tint overlapping for a two-tone aura.
