[With Satanael's help, Tifa is able to easily assist with the Shadow cleanup, jumping into the middle of the fray and finishing them off with an Overpower, her feet able to make them disappear without an issue. She breaks her landing on the other side, skidding to a halt just as her heel touches the edge of the platform, and it's the ominous and unexpected sound of chains that forces her upright again.
It's faceless, minus the single bleeding eye that peeks out, and with its two guns in hand, it looms over her, floating almost too slowly for comfort in her direction.
Whatever it is, it invokes a certain fear in Tifa. She's never been good with ghosts, or the supernatural, and this thing is definitely not natural.
She backs up a few steps, swallowing past the lump in her throat, but maintaining a look of power and exuding confidence as she keeps hold of its gaze.]
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It's faceless, minus the single bleeding eye that peeks out, and with its two guns in hand, it looms over her, floating almost too slowly for comfort in her direction.
Whatever it is, it invokes a certain fear in Tifa. She's never been good with ghosts, or the supernatural, and this thing is definitely not natural.
She backs up a few steps, swallowing past the lump in her throat, but maintaining a look of power and exuding confidence as she keeps hold of its gaze.]
Go big or go home, huh?