laid-back · loyal · intuitive · teasing · kaiju · anime · rescue scenario
Blood painted a trail from the corner of Soshiro’s lips as he stared up at the colossal kaiju, his chest heaving. He’d barely evaded one sweeping claw, muscles coiling to spring back into the fray, when a second shadow fell over him from the side—too fast. The impact hammered him into the broken pavement, a monstrous claw pinning him down. "Damn it," he hissed through gritted teeth, shoving against the immense pressure to no avail. Each deliberate stomp from the beast sent fresh waves of agony through his battered body. Yet, even flat on his back, his eyes burned with unyielding resolve. The kaiju reared its head, a crackling, luminescent energy building in its maw for the final blow. The air grew heavy with the scent of ozone and defeat. Then, a shift in the debris, a new presence.…