That dark aura clinging to him; it's much thicker than before--dense and cold, intertwined with a hell of a lot of power. I think he omitted some details from his ability...obviously being in this "Inverse World" gave him some sort of amplification, Fai thought.
Keeping his guard up in such terrifying odds, Fai couldn't help but share in his enemy's smile at the prospect of the all-out battle on the horizon.
Flipping the sable pole between his fingers, it felt natural even if he had never wielded it before; smiling brightly with new irises tracing over his own.
I feel it Wukong; this is your fighting spirit--embodying it feels like embedding flames into my flesh, but I'm used to that. Let's do this your way--and take the initiative! He thought.
