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[i]Alright, let's do this then.[/i]

Given the blessing of the raging vampire, he dashed to the side, following the twisting insect's body, blade's edge primed. Partly to get more surface area to work with, and partly not wanting to be in the direct path of the lady with the blood spear.

[color=ed1c24]"Arsene, Cleave."[/color] 

The mask was licked away again in blue flame, it was a bit counterproductive to have the Persona disappear only to summon it again... His blade gave a slight glint as Arsene manifested behind him. His arm followed the forceful motion, feeling his blade pierce the exoskeleton of the centipede, the blade flowing through with the slash as its ichor spilled like a fountain. The familiar sting as the motion stopped.

[i]Don't stop the momentum now...[/i]

The boy's arm followed the blind thought as his blade was embedded in its body, used further as a foothold. He hoisted himself into the air, the knife drawn out as his free hand went to his face.

[color=ed1c24]"Stop squirming, will you? Sukunda!"[/color]