[Panic is rising, slowly but surely, the longer there's a distance between him and Komaeda. When that shot resounds, his heart jolts and he slams the sheath of the katana in a lurching clown-mask's windpipe, making them choke, crumple. When he turns, he realises there are more, more than before, what the hell, are they being drawn by the fight?
The more he knocks down, the more that seem to be there, blocking his way...
Between him and Komaeda. They're in the way. Kill them. His eyes seem to shake. And the second he hears the distant click, hears Komaeda's cry--he twists, lunging in that direction, only for there to be masked people in his way. Damn it!] Out of my way!
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The more he knocks down, the more that seem to be there, blocking his way...
Between him and Komaeda. They're in the way. Kill them. His eyes seem to shake. And the second he hears the distant click, hears Komaeda's cry--he twists, lunging in that direction, only for there to be masked people in his way. Damn it!] Out of my way!