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[saintorwitch]

She's knelt in prayer, long hair billowing in the open air.

Soft mutterings of affirmation to the divine above, eyes closed but aware of the steadily creeping familiars that began to emerge.

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[honouredone]

He was aware of them, yet seemed unbothered. His fingers twirl a bit of hair while he had a hand in his pocket. Quiet and showing reverence by watching her.

“Mm?” Barely glancing over shoulder, feeling them draw in closer, before looking back her way.

[saintorwitch]

"Please let us be swift in this battle...Keep my weapons blessed and true. Amen"

Rising to her feet, her gem glints as her transformation explodes in a shower of pink, granting her armor over her dress, a cloak billowing from her shoulders now.

She spins her spear and slams it down on the ground, drawing out the scuttling familiars

[honouredone]

"Amen~"

He spoke, turning over shoulder to gaze over at them, turning on his feet and streeeetching his amrs up!

"Aaaaallright." Beckoning them, lazily.

"Cmon then. Lets' see how long you last against us."

[saintorwitch]

Charging toward them as they scuttle. Several fuse together to form wolf-like creatures that howl and snap at them as they leap around the pair.

Jeanne stabs one and hurls it behind, a howl of pain carrying from it

[honouredone]

As another approaches him with a lunge, it comes to a crashing halt from the barrier of his infinity. Calmly smiling, watching it attempt again, and again, with swipes and growl induced strikes.

For the moment, he steps forward and aims a compact fist at its chest area, knocking it back aways!

[saintorwitch]

Once he knocked it back, she slides and kicks up grass, her lance aimed and ready...impailing it and sending it toward the sky where it seemed to begin to fizzle on her weapon before exploding.

[honouredone]

Hand over his eyes, watching the foe sloooowly venture out of sight before exploding on impact!

"Oooooooh!~ Home runnn!"

Clapping with a bit of a cheeky smile~

[saintorwitch]

A shy look at him before skyward. She would dust her hands and look to the remnants of the creature before exhaling.

[honouredone]

"Mouuu..what's wrong with them? Are they stupid? They know how this is gonna go, right? So why bother even attacking us. So silly."

Hands in pockets. Of course, it's all rhetorical, and taunting. But Gojo still found the behavior amusing.

[saintorwitch]

"Unfortunately it happens quite often. The simplest course of action is to smite...although I'm not pleased that that is a common occurence"

[honouredone]

"No kidding. Lame and not at all enthralling, isn't it?"

Easing an arm around her.

"Oooh well. It's still has it's fun moments. Plus, it keeps me sharp and experimental. It's a treat watching you go at it too!~"

[saintorwitch]

"A-a treat?" Looking away briefly. "I wouldn't call it that" shyly shaking her head.