The Regal Rper
Mad Scientist
Az | Death City - Vegas | Desert
Seeing it in real time- Az was certain of one thing- he would not be able to keep up for long in a front confrontation with Coil. Even as he watched the exchange, and kept his eyes out for any switch of moment, he could tell that Dane's electrical abilities wouldn't be something Frank could tank continuously or perpetually. He needed to figure out something to slow that-- madness suppression wouldn't do much, but if he could swap between techniques swiftly enough, it might be enough to give them the upper hand they needed.
Dane's reflexes and speed were higher than he had anticipated and watching, he knew for certain that he would need to make certain every strike he made would be lethal.
Then, he charged Wulf in retaliation after distancing himself from the follow up attack that landed on his coil. Out of all his shots however, only one landed. Shame. But information to keep in mind.
All these thoughts, especially the idea of switching between techniques rapidly, was something Az relayed back to Reiko through their link. The idea here was not to use Madness suppression or Madness suppressing attacks, what they wanted to do here, in Az's mind at least, was to inflict serious injury as quickly as possible, before swapping to a technique that utilized the Anti-Demon Wavelength.
He heard it-- a shift in Dane's tempo. Here, the sound of his soul did not bleed bloodlust as he made his move, throwing electricity up and shifting position to-- a feint, Az realized as the act was occuring in realtime.
By the time he had shot in his direction, Az was squatting- wavelength empowering not so much his muscles by strengthening his nervous system, an attempt to fine tune his reactions and reflexes, heighten them to make them just a bit faster. Nowhere on par with Coil himself or Franklin but still- it was something.
On the sand, where Franklin lost his balance, Az maintained it as he went sliding backwards along the ground, as if skating on ice. Reiko held in his grasp at a loose manner, but his body language guarded- ready to attack the second he was, yet at the same time not waiting for anything to come his way when Coil seemed so free to let loose his electrical attacks.
He span the polearm around his one hand and the whirr and hiss of Discord grew louder as his sliding disposition continued.
Even as the spear spun around his fingers, Az managed to fire five shots-- arrows of concentrated air in Dane's direction. Maintaining Reiko's spin in his right hand as he did, set and prepared to turn that into a defensive guard or use the momentum to create a slash with the humming buzz of her blade.
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