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Witnessing Enatsu's fear in the eyes of his colourful parrot demon, Yoichi looked down on him. The fresh air of that night stroked his belly, exposed because of the mid-air jump wind.
Under his free-falling body, the snake had stood still in the same position. With its mouth still busy, it was ready to hit Yoichi with its tail as soon as he reached the right height.
Predicting the enemy's obvious move and knowing that, if he too failed the counterattack, he would end up pierced by that dark spike, Yoichi relied on the force of gravity.
Clenching his fists and narrowing his eyes to resist the strong wind of the freefall, he pushed his arms to the maximum of the upgrade. As calculated, the snake's huge black tail snapped quickly toward him, as if it were a baseball bat trying to hit for a homerun.