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"She's my companion!" Fasuto barked in a sudden worry. Rust ants are popping up and fighting.

"Sir Ophion, get the dust you need! I'll distract them!" Fasuto yelled as he charged head on with a grin, jumping to the head of one of the ants, frontflipping on midair as he conjured a glorious bow- it was red and full of fancy decorations, as he released the bow's jute, two arrows dug unto the ant's skull instead of one. He released his bow as it dissolved in midair. "I can handle them, I assure you!" He said as he landed.