Chaos Throttle
There were no words needed by the others for them to figure out it was best to stay put for the time being, knowing there would only be a risk of crossfire if they interfered with the transformed states of the two in their combat against Amon.
"...It's always scary seein' that form, but damn does it feel good knowin' that's on our team!" Everett said with a smirk, standing aside.
Yuna held Melisande close, staying by the treeline as the silver-haired girl groaned, feeling her abdomen bruising from the knee received.
"You're lucky you managed to activate some level of reinforcement before that attack landed, it seems," Yuna said, "Good job."
"Nngh…Emilio," Melisande sat up a bit, watching.
Both the Dragonheart and the Devilheart slowly circled around Amon, gauging their opponent as the recruit killer did the same, standing still with his unnaturally blurry body.