As powerful and independent as Reaper was, it definitely.. Lacked... When it came to tactical thinking and strategising. A relentless barrage of blows continued to rain onto Ritz even as she deftly avoided the grapple of the manequin-like stand, the skeletal figure snarling as he witnessed the soldier's faliure. When Disc One, Side A was played and the blows started to fall, Reaper's gaze would turn and fall onto his own ally. [color=ed1c24]"You'll do,"[/color] the stand snarled, a hand shooting out and catching the soldier's stand by the collar... Before unceremoniously throwing it towards the fake!Ritz. As the prerecorded blows slammed into his ally, taking another soldier out of the fight, Reaper would press foward, fist shattering the musically summoned stand with another cry of [color=ed1c24]DIE![/color]

With the recording dismissed, Chloe's taunt would be heard by stand and user. Reaper stalked forwards, chest heaving as if it was exhausted whilst in stark comparison the black-eyed user would stalk foward, raptor-like in his focus. As Reaper lunged towards Ritz, he would arc his jacket through the air, sending one of the crackling arms whirling directly towards Chloe's face.

With two soldiers already lost, it took the timly intervention of the dancer to prevent another from falling. "Haha!" Cried the ballerina, "foolish malcontents! You're nothing before the precise glory that is「THROUGH THE BARRICADE」! She is precise! She is beautiful! And most of all, she is INVINCIBLE!"

As invincible as she was though, Miss Murder's volley would find its mark, another soldier freezing up into stone. The numbers were being whittled down, but in terms of objectives, the Axis still seemed to be firmly on top. There was no inkling of retreat or surrender in the blank gazes of the stand-using soldiers, whilst Through The Barricade seemed to have only just warmed up... And Reaper didn't really seem to understand the meaning of the word 'retreat,' which ruled that right out.