[ Juzo spares a moment to note how fast Tifa moves, how she carries herself like a seasoned fighter, and it’s something of a relief to know that she’s capable. Putting himself in the way of these specters is a far cry from having to put himself in the way of a bullet. He’d prefer a partner who knows what they’re doing.
The specters take the bait, turning towards the closer source of warmth, ghastly, pale fingers outstretched. Juzo sidles up behind one, hand outstretched. He doesn’t touch the ghost - he’s learned his lesson there - and instead calls the myriad curses clinging to the creature into his fingertips. The power runs up his arm, floods his whole body, and for a brief moment, he feels like himself again, fully functional and inhumanly strong.
The ghost seems to perk up as well, as if a great weight has been lifted from its shoulders. It doesn’t last long, however, because Juzo turns the borrowed power back on the specter, blasting it apart with a swing of his fist.
Well, that certainly got the attention of the other two. ]
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The specters take the bait, turning towards the closer source of warmth, ghastly, pale fingers outstretched. Juzo sidles up behind one, hand outstretched. He doesn’t touch the ghost - he’s learned his lesson there - and instead calls the myriad curses clinging to the creature into his fingertips. The power runs up his arm, floods his whole body, and for a brief moment, he feels like himself again, fully functional and inhumanly strong.
The ghost seems to perk up as well, as if a great weight has been lifted from its shoulders. It doesn’t last long, however, because Juzo turns the borrowed power back on the specter, blasting it apart with a swing of his fist.
Well, that certainly got the attention of the other two. ]