[Kazuya went down with something like a shriek, squirming on the ground and clutching at his face. Yup. He tasted blood. He was tasting pain, somehow, actually, and he pathetically flopped over onto his side, adopting the fetal position as the woman started to go to town on Hiro.
Yes, that's right. Avenge him, strange woman he doesn't know!]
Mmrrnghfff... uuuck...
[Although he won't be able to hold back his whimpered cursing as his body slowly regrew the teeth he just lost from that strike. He's not moving his hands until he's certain that all chompers were in working order - and then he was going to fucking bite Hiro's jugular out, the asshole. If this woman didn't kill him first (he hoped she did). However, he didn't take into consideration that in his state of agonised distress, he had unconsciously called...
'CRACKLE'!
His demon servant, Ongyo-Ki, appeared with a burst of energy, crouching by Kazuya's head with its body tense and ready to leap into action - it gave the impression of being somewhat bemused, staring at his master, then at Hiro, then at Nonon, as if trying to summarise the situation from face value]
... I ain't gettin' involved. [The demon was wiser than its master, it seems, and it grasped Kazuya by the scruff of his neck and picked him up like he was some sort of cat, ambling off a few steps to take his master out of the immediate danger zone. You're on your own Hiro]
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Yes, that's right. Avenge him, strange woman he doesn't know!]
Mmrrnghfff... uuuck...
[Although he won't be able to hold back his whimpered cursing as his body slowly regrew the teeth he just lost from that strike. He's not moving his hands until he's certain that all chompers were in working order - and then he was going to fucking bite Hiro's jugular out, the asshole. If this woman didn't kill him first (he hoped she did). However, he didn't take into consideration that in his state of agonised distress, he had unconsciously called...
'CRACKLE'!
His demon servant, Ongyo-Ki, appeared with a burst of energy, crouching by Kazuya's head with its body tense and ready to leap into action - it gave the impression of being somewhat bemused, staring at his master, then at Hiro, then at Nonon, as if trying to summarise the situation from face value]
... I ain't gettin' involved. [The demon was wiser than its master, it seems, and it grasped Kazuya by the scruff of his neck and picked him up like he was some sort of cat, ambling off a few steps to take his master out of the immediate danger zone. You're on your own Hiro]