[ The more Okuyasu fights, the less he has to think about if he's really Okuyasu or if he's Romulus.
It's easier to move through the trees, from patch of shadowy stands to patch of shadowy stands. For every one he takes down, two more seem to take it's place- no matter whether they were taken down by his own fists or by the claws or fangs or teeth of his oddly changed Stand.
He can feel his own wounds occasionally patch themselves up, usually with a glimpse of someone else's Stand out of the corner of his eye- but this is the first time he'd seen someone go and heal him when they were about to get jumped themselves ]
Hey! Move!
[ He's bolting forward, and, between one footstep and the next, his shadow flickers and changes into a wolf, bright wings splayed wide as a beam of light flies from the wolf to the healer, and then it vanishes, fading back into the shadows.
When the light hits Genda, it would make him feel more agile, like he can duck out from oncoming blows better ]
Medicine for the Soul
It's easier to move through the trees, from patch of shadowy stands to patch of shadowy stands. For every one he takes down, two more seem to take it's place- no matter whether they were taken down by his own fists or by the claws or fangs or teeth of his oddly changed Stand.
He can feel his own wounds occasionally patch themselves up, usually with a glimpse of someone else's Stand out of the corner of his eye- but this is the first time he'd seen someone go and heal him when they were about to get jumped themselves ]
Hey! Move!
[ He's bolting forward, and, between one footstep and the next, his shadow flickers and changes into a wolf, bright wings splayed wide as a beam of light flies from the wolf to the healer, and then it vanishes, fading back into the shadows.
When the light hits Genda, it would make him feel more agile, like he can duck out from oncoming blows better ]