[He doesn't have to tell her twice. Something about flesh and blood beasts cuts a more imposing threat than the real deal. Probably because Monokuma were stupid looking, but that's what happens when your apocalypse is manufactured by a teenage gyaru fashionista.
Is that seriously the reality she wants to come back to?]
Gwah!!
[There's an ambush off the side, and before she's even done squawking Obi-Wan is there. Toko had immediately flung her arms up to cover her head, but they don't obscure the view. He sweeps the saber down and the bear folds open like the pages in a book. It's bloodless. A perfect bisection. The innards are charred, sizzling, a light sear on a wok that leaves the meat rare.
He takes the blade to the next bear, dodging its swipe and claiming its arm. How can it cut the bone like that?
Toko feels dizzy. Her knees wobble. She's never been good with this stuff. Used to faint all the time, and never woke up as herself. She averts her eyes. Has to capitalize on the adrenaline, breathe deep and assess and stay upright. Were there more coming?
She spots a gleam of red. She darts towards Obi-Wan, shoving him through his own carnage.
There's a blast. The laser cuts a rip in cement that would have sliced a leg off. The culprit is another bear lumbering over a toppled delivery truck, just a short run ahead. Toko snarls against his back, fingers knotted in his tunic. They're still upright, they're not down yet, but for the love of GOD.]
How the h-hell are they even aiming those things?! They're animals!
Danganronpa Spoilers, light gore
Is that seriously the reality she wants to come back to?]
Gwah!!
[There's an ambush off the side, and before she's even done squawking Obi-Wan is there. Toko had immediately flung her arms up to cover her head, but they don't obscure the view. He sweeps the saber down and the bear folds open like the pages in a book. It's bloodless. A perfect bisection. The innards are charred, sizzling, a light sear on a wok that leaves the meat rare.
He takes the blade to the next bear, dodging its swipe and claiming its arm. How can it cut the bone like that?
Toko feels dizzy. Her knees wobble. She's never been good with this stuff. Used to faint all the time, and never woke up as herself. She averts her eyes. Has to capitalize on the adrenaline, breathe deep and assess and stay upright. Were there more coming?
She spots a gleam of red. She darts towards Obi-Wan, shoving him through his own carnage.
There's a blast. The laser cuts a rip in cement that would have sliced a leg off. The culprit is another bear lumbering over a toppled delivery truck, just a short run ahead. Toko snarls against his back, fingers knotted in his tunic. They're still upright, they're not down yet, but for the love of GOD.]
How the h-hell are they even aiming those things?! They're animals!