[ Joy is what he smells as Akechi's blade digs deep i to the monsters and rips them apart. Unrestrained, feral glee is what Kazuya sees and scents as Akechi takes stock of the damage he'd caused.
His left eye flicks red, and he grins, sharp and a little wild. Egged on by the apparent praise he's recieved. Every last speck of demonic energy inside him buzzes, all too pleased.
He takes a bow, like hes the best showman in the world, and looks up at Akechi from his spot.]
I can do so much more than that, you know. Would you like to see a real show?
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His left eye flicks red, and he grins, sharp and a little wild. Egged on by the apparent praise he's recieved. Every last speck of demonic energy inside him buzzes, all too pleased.
He takes a bow, like hes the best showman in the world, and looks up at Akechi from his spot.]
I can do so much more than that, you know. Would you like to see a real show?