Oh no.

Inigo already realises what's happening the moment the other's hair starts to change. Not that he knows the end result, but he has a feeling that it's going to be bigger and badder than everything from a moment ago. What kind of illusions are these, that they're able to go this far? Inigo thought that it might be rough for Tidus to see what happened just now, even if it wasn't the real Jecht, but he thought at least it'd mean this would be over.

But it's not. Inigo is stunned as he watches the other transform, and before he even realises it, he's thrown aside by this newer, more monstrous form. He's light enough on his feet from the sheer surprise that he's easily thrown aside into the wall of a nearby building, groaning as he tries to stumble back onto his feet.

"Tidus, we're-- ugh, we're wasting time!" Inigo sucks in a breath, considering how that moment of being knocked away feels like it sucked all of his breath straight out of him. He puts a hand on his chest. "If it's your illusion, can't you-- can't you get rid of it some other way?"

After all, how are they supposed to fight that?