And at the sight of the Persona, every bit of control in Chou flees. He's gripped by a horrible sense from that thing, a wrongness from it that it really should not be.
He has to fight. He has to, has to, has to where is Naoto-kun?!
"BAUCIS!"
The robed, butterfly-themed man appears at the bidding, Chou widely swinging his arm at the Persona. Baucis whips his head around, throwing a card from his 'weapon' deck out in a spread at Magatsu Izanagi. It's a Hamaon spell, the first thing that Chou could think to cast, praying deeply that it hits.
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He has to fight. He has to, has to, has to where is Naoto-kun?!
"BAUCIS!"
The robed, butterfly-themed man appears at the bidding, Chou widely swinging his arm at the Persona. Baucis whips his head around, throwing a card from his 'weapon' deck out in a spread at Magatsu Izanagi. It's a Hamaon spell, the first thing that Chou could think to cast, praying deeply that it hits.