No, evolution still didn't quite mean anything to him, but he spares Takato and Growmon a glance before he's darting in with that same traffic cone, shoving it into the crab-like claw flailing closest to him. He spins to the side before Growmon brings down his elbow and its attached blade, the creature struck dead centre—a gash across its shell manifesting, the creature slamming into the ground with a sort of pbffpt sound paired with its thud.
The traffic cone goes flying, too, knocked right out of its grasp. Jingyi scoops it up with his tail, tossing it airborne to catch it again. Rearmed.
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No, evolution still didn't quite mean anything to him, but he spares Takato and Growmon a glance before he's darting in with that same traffic cone, shoving it into the crab-like claw flailing closest to him. He spins to the side before Growmon brings down his elbow and its attached blade, the creature struck dead centre—a gash across its shell manifesting, the creature slamming into the ground with a sort of pbffpt sound paired with its thud.
The traffic cone goes flying, too, knocked right out of its grasp. Jingyi scoops it up with his tail, tossing it airborne to catch it again. Rearmed.
"Keep it pinned down!"