[Seito wanted to smack a hand to his forehead. Fire, Minako; fire. Typically the logical assumption was to try ice. Geeze, even he knew that, and he didn't wield Persona's like these moron Wild Cards.]
[The ghosts just swirled around in the wind storm, looking like they were having fun, but otherwise not really harmed. The pumpkin meanwhile looked like it had been hit, but not really bothered by it.]
[Seito sighed, rubbing at his forehead; he could feel a headache starting, but he struggled to keep it back. There's no way he could let his Persona loose, but damn could he feel it trying to escape...]
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[The ghosts just swirled around in the wind storm, looking like they were having fun, but otherwise not really harmed. The pumpkin meanwhile looked like it had been hit, but not really bothered by it.]
[Seito sighed, rubbing at his forehead; he could feel a headache starting, but he struggled to keep it back. There's no way he could let his Persona loose, but damn could he feel it trying to escape...]