"Got it!" He always connected with his persona, and it was like he was fighting the shadows directly, even if he was physically standing out of harm's way. Maybe it was the booze, but the connection was feeling all too real when he felt stronger. Bigger...

When Takeji Zaiten reshaped into the power suit, adorning Kanji in that armor from head to toe, it was like riding a bike. He rushed the magus with a fist raised, ready to send a fistful of Ziodyne right into this bastard's face. He wasn't a leader, but he sure as hell knew how to put everything into a punch at the first order.

"C'MERE!!"