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[color=red][b]|| Akira Kurusu || Day Three - Morning || Boo's Castle || WC: 518 || Level 2 ||
|| Six [@Majoras End], The Heavy [@ONL], Slayer [@Lugubrious] ||[/b][/color]
[b][color=red]Experience:[/color] [color=red]|||||||||||||[/color]||||||| ([color=red]13[/color]/20)[/b]
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Akira had been pretty confident about the current chain of events, despite running out of ammo for the time being; it was something he can easily fix by switching in and out of his Phantom Thief attire, giving him back his dagger and the bullets for his gun. With Slayer attacking his own Boo, the phantom thief didn't think he'd need to worry about being unarmed for a while. Heck, he even thought the one bullet in succession with the flames would be enough to get rid of the annoying purple blob, but unfortunately, that didn't seem to be the case as it only grimaced at the projectile before zooming towards him with a vengeance.

Completely unarmed and mostly startled by how fast the lead Boo was moving, Akira stumbled backwards as an attempt to get away, but was forced to come to a grinding halt as the platform he was standing on wasn't wide enough to properly evade, nor could he jump backwards onto another one nearby in fear of his panicked state making him miss the landing. The raven haired teen was forced to take the brunt of the overhead shot as his arms were too slow to block the attack, and while the actual punch didn't hurt all that much, he did let out a cry of pain as the purple flames encasing the punch covered a third of his face, his left eye included.

Gloved hands immediately went to cover that side of his face before he dropped to one knee, as if doing such would relieve the pain coming from it, but it only continued. And although it was only for a couple of more seconds before the feeling began to wane, it felt like hours to the young teenager. Tears formed in the boy's eyes just as the pain began to subside. He felt pretty embarrassed for crying over something like this, but damn, did it really hurt! He had been so use to fire covering his body with little to no pain ever coming from the experience, but now, the Japanese teen felt like part of his face was being cooked alive. Once the pain was mostly gone, Akira took this chance to slowly remove his mask, resting it on top of his head akin to have some people would wear sunglasses before standing up. It would be an understatement to say that he was angry at this point.

Rubbing his eyes with his coat sleeve to rid the tears rolling down his face, Akira assumed a fighting stance with both fists up and ready, just as Slayer preformed a punch akin to a bullet being fired through an blazed barrel.
[color=red][b]"E-Eiha!"[/b][/color] He called as Arsene appeared briefly behind him, encasing the thief's hands and feet in the dark energy as he ran towards the lead Boo that was hopefully distracted by Slayer's flashy move. The raven haired teen, despite his lack of full vision, preformed a tornado kick, aiming right for the Boo's face, hoping it would be enough to either make it vanish or catapult it into Slayer's trajectory.