Lucifer Force
Epi right now:
Panic continued to grip his heart as the idea of ghosts chasing after him, endlessly and forever, haunted him. Figuratively, that is (or was it literally??)
One arm reached out to grab back at Themisto, his eyes narrowing both in fear and in anger. He wanted to tell the other man "<******** you!" or to shove it where the sun didn't shine, but the b*****d was the one in charge of sending out the ghosts and the LAST thing Epidote wanted was more ghosts to contend with.
Releasing the hold on the senshi, he scowled. The blood on his fuku would have to bring Epi whatever satisfaction he was hoping to get, because it seemed this fight had reached a draw.
"Fine," he muttered, having absolutely no intention of ever stopping... he just simply wouldn't tell Themisto of such. Less mess to deal with, right? "Whatever. I'll back off."
