[Thirty seconds left. Her speed seems to be inhibited by the damage. That tests a theory he's been trying to work out for a while: how far can they go. It appears that Hope can go rather far. When she turns her gaze onto the other soldiers, he steps forward quickly to take care of them. A pair of bullets in their knees, causing them to buckle over swiftly. Not killing blows, because there are enough there that they need to move.
The timer hits the end, and he trots closer. Every soldier handled.]
Efficient, [he says, voice steady. Even. So many hurt.] Unfortunately, you may not make it through yourself.
[Empathy isn't Akechi's strong suit. To be frank, he isn't even trying this evening.]
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The timer hits the end, and he trots closer. Every soldier handled.]
Efficient, [he says, voice steady. Even. So many hurt.] Unfortunately, you may not make it through yourself.
[Empathy isn't Akechi's strong suit. To be frank, he isn't even trying this evening.]