From across the way, Phoenix called out. "Viper! Misdirect-"
Which, as a stratagem, was the only one that made sense, in the circumstances. Falcon was tearing them apart.
"Understood. Eva!"
The skeletal Persona spewed forth another gout of Foul Breath, creating a cloud that both lowered defenses-
and obscured vision.
Was this rude? Possibly.
From outside the cloud, a roughly-cylindrical hand-sized object was thrown, at approximately head height. A grenade might be the rational assumption, but instead of detonation, Phoenix drew his pistol, and fired at the moving target.
It was, in fact, a can of spray paint, now violently aerosolized and expanding outwards in a cloud of neon blue.
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From across the way, Phoenix called out. "Viper! Misdirect-"
Which, as a stratagem, was the only one that made sense, in the circumstances. Falcon was tearing them apart.
"Understood. Eva!"
The skeletal Persona spewed forth another gout of Foul Breath, creating a cloud that both lowered defenses-
and obscured vision.
Was this rude? Possibly.
From outside the cloud, a roughly-cylindrical hand-sized object was thrown, at approximately head height. A grenade might be the rational assumption, but instead of detonation, Phoenix drew his pistol, and fired at the moving target.
It was, in fact, a can of spray paint, now violently aerosolized and expanding outwards in a cloud of neon blue.
They could apologize later.