[ Vanitas appreciates what Tifa's doing here. He's getting a feral grin spreading across his features. Of course he's also enjoying himself. But a little more... Just a little more soaking up some of that negative energy floating around the area. Enough to give Vanitas just another small boost.
Tifa provides him with momentum. The creature is already dazed from the fireball to the face. It's the perfect chance. An opportunity. Vanitas rushes it - allowing for a couple of Unversed to form. Chilis. Mustards. All he needs them to do is float around and launch fireballs and small bolts of lighting. All distractions so that he can imbue his Keyblade with the same Darkness that he's gathered and bring it down on the thing's head.
There's a roar - a pained cry from being assaulted on both sides - and Vanitas decides to go for it. Or, well, he would. But in a fury, the beast comes bearing down on him with it's jaws wide. Vanitas can stop it with his own Keyblade. Then it becomes a struggle, teeth scrapping against the metallic surface. He'd attempt to wrench the weapon back but he has another idea...
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Tifa provides him with momentum. The creature is already dazed from the fireball to the face. It's the perfect chance. An opportunity. Vanitas rushes it - allowing for a couple of Unversed to form. Chilis. Mustards. All he needs them to do is float around and launch fireballs and small bolts of lighting. All distractions so that he can imbue his Keyblade with the same Darkness that he's gathered and bring it down on the thing's head.
There's a roar - a pained cry from being assaulted on both sides - and Vanitas decides to go for it. Or, well, he would. But in a fury, the beast comes bearing down on him with it's jaws wide. Vanitas can stop it with his own Keyblade. Then it becomes a struggle, teeth scrapping against the metallic surface. He'd attempt to wrench the weapon back but he has another idea...
Casting a Blizzard spell in it's mouth. ]