Sun Wukong, I am!

If he charged at me right now, I don't know if I'd be able to guard against another attack. Just the air pressure alone fractured my ribs last time...What would a more precise blow do? Leon thought. 

Looking back towards the scenery of unconscious bodies strewn across the pale wooden planks, he felt his strength waver as the sight of the flowing blonde locks of his closest comrade came into view; Manfred was knocked unconscious by that single kick, slumped against the back of the ship. 

"Keep your eyes on the battle, kid."

The unnatural quietness to the familiar, fiendish voice of Sun Wukong met with his ear directly, turning just in time to witness the Monkey King standing directly before him. 

Abandon: First Stage! He commanded his body.