[h2]Michael Angie[/h2]

Michael tsked at the opposing tentacles that rose up to intercept his. Michael's Trap Art had the numbers advantage, but Gilliam's could react faster and were smarter, allowing them to quickly take down Michael's tentacles and dismantle his Trap Art. To make matters worse, Vittorio retaliated with his own attack. "Shit!" Michael swore while turning and leaping away from the incoming rubble. The rubble had narrowly missed him, and Michael roughly landed on the ground, rolling a bit before recovering and getting back up. 

Alto was now dealing with Gilliam, which Michael appreciated, and he took this time to analyze the situation. Lise and Andriem were no help. Alexander continued to deal with Vittorio, who was powering up for the fight. Gilliam was also getting ready for something, his body expanding. Michael, fearing another intervention from Gilliam, decided that the best possible course of action right now was to prevent that monster from supporting Vittorio. Michael rushed back into the fight and began drawing up another Trap Art, drawing up two circles, one within the other. Just as Gilliam unleashed his rain of acid, Michael activated his Trap. A dark-film barrier began to form from the ground up, enclosing Vittorio, Alexander, and Michael. The acid splattered harmlessly on the barrier at first, but it soon began eating away at it. 

Perhaps that should've been a sign to Michael, because he was still underneath it when the Trap Art barrier expired. Realizing he was in trouble, Michael scrambled to get out of the way, but he was slow to react, and was soon covered in it. At first there was nothing, and Michael thought he was fine, but then the burning kicked in. "Ahh, jeez!" Michael yelled out as he tried to brush it off with his hands. "This frikin' [i]burns[/i]!" 

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