In that moment, it struck Baron that it might not have been the wisest move, drawing the beast’s attention to himself. As the pillar of fire formed, he braced himself and felt… nothing. Not the heat of the flames, not any other attack. The blue arrows that struck back clued him in on what had happened.

He didn’t share any further snide comments towards the beast as it started to slow down, some hint that they’d worn the creature down. Now, it was finally time to put the damned thing out of it’s misery.

Baron lowered his machine gun and raised his phone as Thespian closed, opting to avoid fratricide if possible. Instead, he tapped the button on the app, summoning his other self once again. [color=00C40A]“Persona!”[/color] He exclaimed, as he called the lanky armored figure into being in that burst of crimson flames, before leveling a hand at Cerberus once again, a gesture Lackland mirrored.

[center][h2][b][color=6ecff6]Mafrei[/color][/b][/h2][/center]

He turned briefly towards Signora as she summoned her own persona, he nodded to her briefly as his attack launched in tandem, her crossbow bolts striking at the same time as the burst of searing radioactive light.