[ Following her movements, it's easy to project where and when she'll strike. Abbacchio can use that, it's not too dissimilar to what he does with himself, and he sets up Moody Blues to mirror her so they move in tandem.
Abbacchio doesn't know if it's the combination that does it, or if it's luck, or something else entirely. The shadow reacts, though, he can't tell if it's been wholly effective. The dark edges of it seem to grow, and there's a horrible whining static that confirms at least one thing; it is his. That alone has him less concerned with doing something he'd regret to someone else's, so he capitalises on it and Moody Blues punches out towards it again and again— ]
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Abbacchio doesn't know if it's the combination that does it, or if it's luck, or something else entirely. The shadow reacts, though, he can't tell if it's been wholly effective. The dark edges of it seem to grow, and there's a horrible whining static that confirms at least one thing; it is his. That alone has him less concerned with doing something he'd regret to someone else's, so he capitalises on it and Moody Blues punches out towards it again and again— ]
We should go!