Saix's vision was different in Galian form; it went the same as when he was berserk. Running targets stood out like beacons, prey flared in his vision, brighter and more obvious than ever.
He saw the small one nearby, paying Saix no attention, and Saix knew he was going for Aerith, and Aerith stood strongly in his mind as an ally. Ahead of him was his current enemy, and he could feel the fluctuations in chakra.
In one swift movement he swept the little one's legs from under him, hauled him up in the air and brought him smashing back to the ground. He hit again, and again, whipping the body back and forth in one paw like it was a ragdoll, and once he was sure it had stopped struggling, threw it hard at Grimmjow with a snarl.
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Date: 2012-07-31 09:39 pm (UTC)He saw the small one nearby, paying Saix no attention, and Saix knew he was going for Aerith, and Aerith stood strongly in his mind as an ally. Ahead of him was his current enemy, and he could feel the fluctuations in chakra.
In one swift movement he swept the little one's legs from under him, hauled him up in the air and brought him smashing back to the ground. He hit again, and again, whipping the body back and forth in one paw like it was a ragdoll, and once he was sure it had stopped struggling, threw it hard at Grimmjow with a snarl.