[...A teleporting wolf. That's blue] Now I've seen everything.
[Well, not everything; though it makes him miss Umbra something fierce. He places the fire grenade back in his pocket(?; who really knows where it goes) in favor of the sword in his right hand.]
That would have been something, though. [Right out of a faerie tale, too; the tree, that is. He throws the sword, disappearing for a split second before reappearing where the sword strikes: right beside the man and strange wolf.] Get back.
[He shoves the orb into the mimicry's mouth and jumps back with similar blue sparks left behind. Countdown to the damn thing exploding in three, two...]
That would be a sight. Neither one quite knowing which form to choose...
[Well, not everything; though it makes him miss Umbra something fierce. He places the fire grenade back in his pocket(?; who really knows where it goes) in favor of the sword in his right hand.]
That would have been something, though. [Right out of a faerie tale, too; the tree, that is. He throws the sword, disappearing for a split second before reappearing where the sword strikes: right beside the man and strange wolf.] Get back.
[He shoves the orb into the mimicry's mouth and jumps back with similar blue sparks left behind. Countdown to the damn thing exploding in three, two...]