[center][img]https://i.ibb.co/WncCzTr/Image.png[/img][h3][color=ed1c24]Clearing, ???[/color][/h3][hr][sub]Mentions: [@Yankee][@OwO][/sub][/center] [i][color=ed1c24]Ah shit, ah fuck, I'm going to die, aren't I?[/color][/i] Kogen had, in fact, been eerily silent, huddled up as he allowed Tsubaki to do her work. Rocking back and forth, he was almost pissing himself in fear. Almost. For some reason, Kogen felt that if he had pissed himself, he'd be imitating someone else in a similar situation to him. Was it one of his peers? No, it couldn't be... In any case, Kogen was indeed freaking out about the situation at hand. It wasn't because of the fact they could be in a [i]portal[/i] of all things, but that his eye was still bleeding! Of course, if Kogen knew any better, he'd be aware that the cut on his brow was merely a superficial one, and it only appeared to bleed heavily due to all the little blood vessels in the face. To Hitotsumi-kun, however, it really did feel like he was going to die or, at least, bleed to death. "[color=ed1c24]A-an infection?[/color]" Kogen scoffed, his voice clearly breaking. "[color=ed1c24]Oh [i]please.[/i] I've held our collective misfortunes back in this eye for so long! A mere 'infection' would mean lit- Ow! That stings![/color] "[color=ed1c24]... My eye's not going to fall out or anything, right?[/color]" Kogen did his best to stay still, but he couldn't help but shake ever so slightly at the thought. Ironically enough, however, Akechi's comments, while adding more to the gravity of the situation, helped Kogen steel himself a bit more. The sooner he'd look vulnerable to that rat, the sooner he'd sink another knife into his back once more. And besides, if Kogen gave that rat anything else to work with, he'd be more of a pain in the ass to him. He knew it was better off to ignore him until he got bored. It seemed that Ayana had it from there, anyway... probably? When Tsubaki was done stitching his eye up and moved to work on Ayana, the blond-haired boy simply walked over to the edge of the gathering, away from everyone else, and laid down on his back, his arms spread out as he let out a pained sigh. Some music would be nice. Kogen reached to his pockets, and- "[color=ed1c24]I left my AirPods on the bus, didn't I?[/color]" He asked himself, before the smell of smoke filled his nostrils. Damn it. Ah well. C'est la vie. ... Before Kogen could truly relax, however, the sound of ruffling leaves followed by... a scream? A yelp, was it? Damn, did infighting start already? Probably all Akechi's fault, the bastard that he is. Well, not his problem once more. He already saved someone today. If the only danger to their lives was each other, Kogen couldn't care less. After all, those damned normies would all throw him to the wolves again if he butted in. Better off conserving his energy and resting for the time being. A fight could be fun to watch, though... Kogen sat up to see what was going on, before truly beholding the horrors of the situation they had found themselves in. Two large, gray-furred shapes came charging towards them in the horizon, with a third one a bit farther away. It seemed to have cornered one of the mechanic weirdos (Kogen's one to talk) while the self-righteous karate kid attempted to help, to no avail. There was another, much more recognizable shape standing there, too. Was that... no. No. He was just bossing everyone around! How could he... before Kogen even could... He shook his head, springing up onto his knee as he took account of the situation. The two bear-sized wolves... bearwolves? That sounds catchy, much catchier than any other denotation. Kogen took count of the bearwolves. It seems that two of them were charging the group, but a few his his classmates already seem to be dealing with them in one way or another. Meanwhile, the three that separated from everyone else looks like they need some help. Kogen inquired as he stood up and began his sprint, taking advantage of his disparate position from the rest of the group. Still, even as he ran, he could see how [i]disorganized[/i] they were. [i][color=ed1c24]You asshole, running off like that... guess I gotta do your job, too, then![/color][/i] "[color=ed1c24]Cheese Pizza-kun![/color]" Kogen shouted towards Fujita, a new nickname Kogen had given his disciple both out of disdain for his normiehood and pride for his glow-up, "[color=ed1c24]Get everyone else together and look out for any more of those things! Strength in numbers![/color]" Strength in numbers indeed, especially if this pack of bearwolves was only the tip of the spear. Having eyes in all directions would help, and remaining in this clearing would be wise until the immediate threats were dealt with. Probably. Kogen wasn't too sure about all this. What he was sure about, however, was his ability to run wide circles, his sprint continuing through the perimeter of the clearing they had found themselves in. Of course, there was one thing Kogen was shockingly good at, one he didn't take too much pride in for fear of it overshadowing his steadily growing rock career. It was his talent with baseball. Hitting the dirt with a slide, Kogen had found himself a perfect eighteen-or-so meters away from the trio and the bearwolf that stood atop one of them. While on the ground, he would find himself conveniently next to a couple of nice, somewhat rigid rocks. It wasn't ideal, but it will do. Kogen grabbed a handful of them, before tossing one at one right for the bearwolf's eye. "[b][color=ed1c24]Ibar![/color][/b]" Standing up and dusting himself off, Kogen scoffed as he looked upon the bear, tossing another one of the rocks playfully into the air. "[color=ed1c24][i]Oho, what have we here? A mongrel who would dare lay their claim to the Devil Hitotsumi's subjects?[/i][/color]" He spoke, his voice sinking into a deeper tone as he had allowed his demonic person to take the reins. He would then look to Masato, briefly. "[color=ed1c24]Get these two and run back to the rest. I've got it.[/color]" He stated, his pubescent voice nearly squeaking in terror as he faced the bear once more. And with that, another rock thrown at it. And another. Really, this would go on until the bearwolf's attention was pointed to him instead of Inaba. Kogen was primed to run as soon as that monster had its attentions set on him, prepared to dash deeper into the woods if need be. Maybe he'll eventually run out of stamina, or maybe he'll trip on the branch. It didn't matter, as Kogen was never one to think too far into the future. All that mattered was that everyone else was relatively safe. Safe from the horrors of this world. Safe from pain. From torment. From certain death. It wasn't the first time Kogen had thrown himself to the wolves, after all.