> Flight would be nice right about now!
> Start thinking the word Fly, with the hopes that we will.
> Oh god yes, but at least Mima's using her legs, or tail or whatever. She's not flying! Yeah, that's it.
> You think about flying over and over, trying to will the gift out of you. You almost lose track of the shots coming your way...
>Try not to let this interferewith actual dodging and further irritatings of Mima.
> ...but you notice them at th last second and leap into the air. Does this count as flying?
> You flatten out and clear the shots by mere centimeters before catching yourself with your free hand and rolling out of the jump.
> Pain shoots down your back, you suspect that you landed very incorrectly.
>Keep going, man.
>Do it for Momiji!
>Keep closing in, and if we can, give her the knife!
> No matter! Pain brings focus! That and pain, naturally. You hop to your feet and continue ahead of the beams.
> Do it for the doggie!
Even if you haven't thought about her in months If only she were here!
> Mima prepares for another volley. Now's your chance!
> You turn the knife in your hand, ready to strike. You can close the distance between the two of you in about 6 seconds.
>
Let us commence with an All-Out Attack!>_
