Making his attempt to figure what to do, this wasn't exactly the most ideal fight of Tricon's history. The portal was a well trained move of his and it pained him to make the effort in action to make that much, not expecting easy counters to be met with this technique only caused him further trouble. Trying to strain himself more to deal with the crippling effect of the drug, Tri would make use of him Ominarian eye to increase his perception and advance his senses and movement....
Bad ******** choice.
HRNNGGGAAAHHDD
The key to using a technique that improves upon the senses is that if one of those senses is barraged with pain, it would serve to increase that pain perception as well. Buckling over in agony and maybe in some way at least trying to move out of the way of the incoming blade, his lurch forward would perhaps spare his shoulder, but left an opening for the blade to scratch along his right buttocks as his movement didn't seem likely to expand beyond the pain stricken fetal position with hands pressed to either side of his head. Letting a yelp escape him with the added pain tot he a**, he only seemed to bolt more forward with his increased pain.
With his mood decreasing as his pain increased, Kizu's ambiguous words didn't feel like they provided and substantial substance to his actions, only serving to further Tricon's annoyance with this whole ordeal
What is there to get, if you are not here for your girl, then that only seems to suggest you want to use my time of misfortune to get a few hits in... Hell I was suspecting Trinity being behind this, but at this point why not add a few people to the list of potential aggressors in my plans.
Eyeing Kurai a bit as well as he said this, she seemed to have hinted before about how his trust seemed misplaced, which now only served to add her to this list now among the treacherous. He was tempted to just pick an element and meet it with explosive force at this point, but that would further cause his own misery as well as make his actions seem just as brash as the others.
So what is it then, you only feel empowered attacking a drugged up, tied down and disarmed opponent, or do you want to assert your testosterone meat brain over the nude guy next to your gal? Or is it just that you are so easily drawn to attack sarcasm?
Tri wasn't even attempting to fight or draw power at this point, the last effort wrecked his mind so bad he could taste blood rushing down the back of his throat and nasal passage, even feeling the pressure of it trying to escape from his eyes, as if he needed some bloody emo tears now.