[Reflexively, without thinking, Chikusa whips his hand out short and quick to unleash a torrent of needles into the unsuspecting mouse body. Later, when his fears have been put to rest proper, he’ll investigate it, but that’s later. Right now, he’s frowning at Ken’s back.]
[Well, he’s fine enough to be a whirlwind of murder. Still, that doesn’t account for much. Him and Ken have both dragged themselves with broken bodies to fight.]
[Chikusa tries again, ducking behind a pew to avoid an arrow aimed towards him as he yells.]
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[Well, he’s fine enough to be a whirlwind of murder. Still, that doesn’t account for much. Him and Ken have both dragged themselves with broken bodies to fight.]
[Chikusa tries again, ducking behind a pew to avoid an arrow aimed towards him as he yells.]
Ken!