[Corrosive or not, Atsushi has no choice but to do it, surely? And if this is what gets the people of El Nysa even a little closer to defeating the dragon, it's a small price to pay! Even if it really, really hurts... It feels like blisters all along his paw soles, and he wonders if that's what's actually there; if it's visible at all; if any injuries to his tiger form will carry over to his fully human body. The tiger has never truly been injured before...
Atsushi might survive a rough landing, but that would break every bone in his body, so he appreciates Chuuya's help, even if he doesn't like needing to rely on it. At least they've accomplished their goal, and other people can take over the fight for a moment while they regroup.
That's what he thinks, at least, before Chuuya throws him aside, and he rolls over and over, shouting in surprise more than anything else, before skidding to a halt. The first thing he does is look at Chuuya, and the blood scares him, even if he realizes soon enough that it's not Chuuya's, more of it dripping from the sky like the world's darkest, thickest rain.
Even if it's not Chuuya's blood, something is definitely off. Maybe, if the dragon's skin is corrosive, so is its blood?]
Chuuya-san! [Digging his claws in in spite of the pain, Atsushi pushes off and runs back to Chuuya in a split second.] Are you all right?
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Atsushi might survive a rough landing, but that would break every bone in his body, so he appreciates Chuuya's help, even if he doesn't like needing to rely on it. At least they've accomplished their goal, and other people can take over the fight for a moment while they regroup.
That's what he thinks, at least, before Chuuya throws him aside, and he rolls over and over, shouting in surprise more than anything else, before skidding to a halt. The first thing he does is look at Chuuya, and the blood scares him, even if he realizes soon enough that it's not Chuuya's, more of it dripping from the sky like the world's darkest, thickest rain.
Even if it's not Chuuya's blood, something is definitely off. Maybe, if the dragon's skin is corrosive, so is its blood?]
Chuuya-san! [Digging his claws in in spite of the pain, Atsushi pushes off and runs back to Chuuya in a split second.] Are you all right?