[It was satisfying, finally landing a punch on this wily jerk. Not quite as satisfying as eating him might be, but after all of this run-around, getting a good, solid hit in was NICE. Now, if he'd just stay down and allow himself to be devoured like a good boy, things won't be so--
-- crap. He was getting back up again. What the hell was this guy even made out of? Yusuke wasn't even trying to hold back, either-- he was so intent on taking someone down to feed on them that there wasn't any point going easy on them. Any other time, Yusuke would be intrigued, excited even-- people doing usually get up after a hit like that, at least with just a bruise and some loose teeth.
But not now. Now it was just getting annoying. The scent of his blood was whetting his appetite even further, even if it still smelled somewhat foreign and strange. There has GOT to be a way to put a firmer end to this. With a frustrated snarl, he advances upon Hiro again, the red energy from the earlier punch now filtering down into his single finger. If he can get a shot at him instead...
It was then he caught sight of what Hiro was doing with those flames, and experience had taught him that flaming fists were NEVER a good thing to be on the other side of. Yusuke speeds up, hoping to get to the other guy before he launches his attack, but-- it was a little too late. The flames rush toward him, their speed hitting into him harder than he thought, and he lets out a pained roar as some of the flames singe his flesh and hair. As a last ditch effort, he fires the energy being stored in his finger towards Hiro, hoping to hit him in the chaos. IF HE'S GOING DOWN, YOU ARE TOO.]
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-- crap. He was getting back up again. What the hell was this guy even made out of? Yusuke wasn't even trying to hold back, either-- he was so intent on taking someone down to feed on them that there wasn't any point going easy on them. Any other time, Yusuke would be intrigued, excited even-- people doing usually get up after a hit like that, at least with just a bruise and some loose teeth.
But not now. Now it was just getting annoying. The scent of his blood was whetting his appetite even further, even if it still smelled somewhat foreign and strange. There has GOT to be a way to put a firmer end to this. With a frustrated snarl, he advances upon Hiro again, the red energy from the earlier punch now filtering down into his single finger. If he can get a shot at him instead...
It was then he caught sight of what Hiro was doing with those flames, and experience had taught him that flaming fists were NEVER a good thing to be on the other side of. Yusuke speeds up, hoping to get to the other guy before he launches his attack, but-- it was a little too late. The flames rush toward him, their speed hitting into him harder than he thought, and he lets out a pained roar as some of the flames singe his flesh and hair. As a last ditch effort, he fires the energy being stored in his finger towards Hiro, hoping to hit him in the chaos. IF HE'S GOING DOWN, YOU ARE TOO.]