[He feels the interception of his Hakujoudai before he actually sees it, and the moment his eyes lay upon the doubles, it's like a punch to the gut. He knew Ango could make doubles of himself, but he didn't think that extended to another Dreamer's power, either--
But then his gaze falls upon the full picture of what was actually happening here, and the indignant anger that flares up within him is enough to overpower his pain, albeit temporarily. Was that old fart actually running around as him?!! Maybe Hanako shouldn't be casting stones here, when he had the power to outright possess people, but at least he got some form of permission first...!!! Though that anger quickly sputters out to sheer horror, as what plays out before him next is something he could only describe as some weird, pseudo out-of-body experience. Oh no. Oh no, no, NO--
Another scream rips from his lips, not from pain this time but one of genuine, second-hand terror for the fate that was about to befall his doppelganger in that precise moment.]
GYAAAAAAAA!!!!
[RIP IN FUCKING PIECES, ANGO, YOU BROUGHT THAT UPON YOURSELF
The ominous rumbling and splitting of the ground beneath him doesn't leave him much time to be (re)traumatized by Gungnir splitting open his head again by proxy, though, and he struggles to assess the situation as quickly as he can. Something Flyhigh must have done must have turned the tide of this battle somehow, although both he and Frieren look worse for wear at the moment. An incredibly petty part of him wanted to body hop to Ango's clone, just to get one more kick at him (it would certainly help him escape this quickly opening chasm a lot faster--), but after what Hibiki had done to him... it would have just been beating a very dead horse.
There were no other options left. He could only be grateful that Sakuya decided to shift to something more demonic-- this would have been a lot harder to do if she still looked like Ai.]
BOUND DREAM: PURGATORY KNIFE!
[At his shout, a number of red ropes suddenly burst in from all directions, seemingly breeching the barriers and boundaries of the dream. They entangle themselves around Sakuya, seeking to bind her up much in the same way her roots had sought to entrap the party earlier, suppressing her powers as much as they're keeping her tied and trapped to the spot.
As for Hanako? He's going to use the brief boost of power provided by his Signature Ability to summon the strength to leap over the void threatening to swallow him up, ignoring the stinging pain in his limbs as he dashes towards the now-bound Sakuya. His fancy, powered-up cape billows behind him as he runs, providing brief protection from the remaining razor sharp petals that may still be swirling within the air.]
For a moment, darling, you almost sounded like a real woman!
[And at that, he swings down his knife upon Sakuya, aiming to split her open from sternum to stomach. Whether this would be enough to take her out of commission or at least shave off a hefty chunk of HP for the others to finish up is anyone's guess-- but the timer was ticking for Hanako now that he had to settle upon his last resort.]
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But then his gaze falls upon the full picture of what was actually happening here, and the indignant anger that flares up within him is enough to overpower his pain, albeit temporarily. Was that old fart actually running around as him?!! Maybe Hanako shouldn't be casting stones here, when he had the power to outright possess people, but at least he got some form of permission first...!!! Though that anger quickly sputters out to sheer horror, as what plays out before him next is something he could only describe as some weird, pseudo out-of-body experience. Oh no. Oh no, no, NO--
Another scream rips from his lips, not from pain this time but one of genuine, second-hand terror for the fate that was about to befall his doppelganger in that precise moment.]
GYAAAAAAAA!!!!
[RIP IN FUCKING PIECES, ANGO, YOU BROUGHT THAT UPON YOURSELF
The ominous rumbling and splitting of the ground beneath him doesn't leave him much time to be (re)traumatized by Gungnir splitting open his head again by proxy, though, and he struggles to assess the situation as quickly as he can. Something Flyhigh must have done must have turned the tide of this battle somehow, although both he and Frieren look worse for wear at the moment. An incredibly petty part of him wanted to body hop to Ango's clone, just to get one more kick at him (it would certainly help him escape this quickly opening chasm a lot faster--), but after what Hibiki had done to him... it would have just been beating a very dead horse.
There were no other options left. He could only be grateful that Sakuya decided to shift to something more demonic-- this would have been a lot harder to do if she still looked like Ai.]
BOUND DREAM: PURGATORY KNIFE!
[At his shout, a number of red ropes suddenly burst in from all directions, seemingly breeching the barriers and boundaries of the dream. They entangle themselves around Sakuya, seeking to bind her up much in the same way her roots had sought to entrap the party earlier, suppressing her powers as much as they're keeping her tied and trapped to the spot.
As for Hanako? He's going to use the brief boost of power provided by his Signature Ability to summon the strength to leap over the void threatening to swallow him up, ignoring the stinging pain in his limbs as he dashes towards the now-bound Sakuya. His fancy, powered-up cape billows behind him as he runs, providing brief protection from the remaining razor sharp petals that may still be swirling within the air.]
For a moment, darling, you almost sounded like a real woman!
[And at that, he swings down his knife upon Sakuya, aiming to split her open from sternum to stomach. Whether this would be enough to take her out of commission or at least shave off a hefty chunk of HP for the others to finish up is anyone's guess-- but the timer was ticking for Hanako now that he had to settle upon his last resort.]