[ SOLDIER or no, getting kicked in the head hurts. Had it not been for his own enhancements he likely would've broken something or had been knocked out at the bare minimum, but he's lucky. Or unlucky, depending on how one looks at it. Kazuya's kick lands square and not only do stars erupt behind his eyes but something feels loose in his jaw. A fang, some buried part of him thinks. Bite bite bite bite—
His head snaps back towards Kazuya's ankle, fully intent on trying to grab any and whatever part of him he can while his world momentarily spins. Was it pointless from that barrier? Yeah, but he's not exactly thinking clearly right now. This? It wasn't him. There was no passion, no fire, only what these monsters could consider "instinct."
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His head snaps back towards Kazuya's ankle, fully intent on trying to grab any and whatever part of him he can while his world momentarily spins. Was it pointless from that barrier? Yeah, but he's not exactly thinking clearly right now. This? It wasn't him. There was no passion, no fire, only what these monsters could consider "instinct."
He'll regret it all later. ]