[color=5048cd][b]Ryuji Igarashi - Traffic Jam - District 19[/b][/color]

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As much as Ryuji wanted to not abandon someone to confronting an unknown enemy like this, he understood that there wasn't anything more he could offer to Sieglinde but his cooperation. When you were on the power scale of ripping signposts out of the ground, a normal level of strength would just be getting in the way. Doubly so since it seemed to only have eyes for her in the first place.

[color=5048cd]"On it,"[/color] he said through grit teeth as the pain in his skull mounted, sliding her glasses into the collar of his shirt for the time being, [color=5048cd]"It's out front, right?"[/color]

Her place wasn't too far from here. If he really hustled, he could make it there in a minute or two. It wasn't as if anyone else lived by there—

The pressure redoubled. He felt like something was about to crack, he felt like his eyes were gonna explode! What was he still [i]doing[/i] here!? He needed to get the damn bike so they could get [i]out[/i] of here!

He turned to leave, free hand clutching at his temples, as Siegliende's voice changed beneath the screams into something different, something with a layer beneath, something [i]awe-inspiring[/i]...

And with one final shriek that heralded a wave of torment anew,

[color=5048cd]"...It's gone."[/color]

The apparition passed, and with it, Ryuji's urge to vomit from the vice upon his skull. That had to be what cluster headaches felt like... Terrible. It just compounded and compounded until it damn near drove him insane. If he hadn't already experienced a portion of it, if he hadn't already been given a task to focus on, Ryuji wasn't quite sure he wouldn't have. Still, though, what an anticlimax.

[i]Or[/i]...

[color=5048cd]"Think that's it?"[/color] he asked the blonde, who looked for all the world to be ready to take on giants. [color=5048cd]"Knowing our luck, knowing this town... It'll hit us again later, won't it?"[/color]