Weakfish (Catherine,Doku)

He wasn't exactly sure why she was so mad at him for shooting, he was expecting the Hollow to feel pain, but with each shot, he heard it scream and finally stop, he thought it was dead, slowly lowering his gun, it was still squirming, but he thought it would die soon. He passed and watched, closely, despite lowering his gun, he kept it tightly in his grip.

Two of them?! Damnit, he felt bad causing Catherine to get hurt, but then again he was hurting the Hollow, at least it was weak... Doku went to aim but the creature already snuck into the woods, regardless he would pull the trigger, firing a few shots as it fled, hoping to strike it. As Catherine rose, he looked at her wound.

As she spoke up to him he would look over at her. "I was! That thing has thick skin, I was hoping I'd pierce its head and just kill it..." He grumbled and looked at her. "We need a plan against these things." He raised his gun, spinning the cylinder.

"Calm down and communicate..." He spoke briefly looking at her.

"DON'T TELL ME TO GODDAMN CALM DOWN, FISCHER!" She'd snap back at him, eyes widened with adrenaline fury, jabbing a finger at his chest, "This isn't a fucking game, get this through your damn head; The HEAD," She'd point at her own for emphasis, "Is the WORST place to put your shots into. Hollow masks are HARD. You need CONSIDERABLE power to punch through that, and your dinky ass unfocused bullets might as well be peashots on steel. There is no goddamn plan on the field, only common sense; I don't have any damn time to give you a damn mission briefing-"

She quickly searched the surroundings; they were probably being circled, "Briefing, when we're being HUNTED. Use your damn head, clear out all your fear because I can SMELL it on your dumb ass. You weren't thinking, you were reacting, shittily at that. Don't fucking do that. Get ready."

Catherine certainly was a crazy one, but she did have a point, Doku didn't know much about Hollow, usually, his bullets pierced through the Hollow, but this one was tougher. He was always used to the fodder hollow, the ones who crumbled to his attacks, guess it made sense Catherine went after the tougher ones. He needed to step up and show Catherine he wasn't the weakfish she thought he was!

Fear. Well she got that right, he was scared, he might have signed up for a tougher fight than he expected. "Right," A deep breath escaped from him, raising the shield given to him once again. He felt kinda useless right now, he couldn't SEE them so how was he supposed to shoot, Catherine had her spear, so maybe he'd need to punch. Guess he'd need to focus on his portals and Bringer Light if he could lure the Hollow in and portal them to Catherine, she'd be able to slice it up.

He'd move quickly, using his Bringer Light to move forward quickly, putting about 10 feet between him and Catherine, enough so that he could still see her, suddenly he would start to release his Reiatsu, trying to bait the Hollows to pounce on him, that being said he made sure to stay alert, focusing on all the sounds near him... hopefully, Doku's gamble would pay off.

Where are they, where are...

A flourishing of Reiatsu burned her senses, immediately whipping her head around to look at--

"Doku--!"

Bringer Light pulsed around her being as she sped, right as the two avian Hollows descended upon him within blurs of speed and feathers, winged arms outstretched to carve him into meaty ribbons. Every step felt like a walk through mud, her senses in overdrive as her mind went faster than her body. Would this location be covered enough for her Fullbring to work? It had to be. It did. It did. It. Did.

She took in the environment, how closed it felt, how claustrophobic the trees were. Bunched up, closing in on her, those dark leafy tops roaring toward her...

And, as she crashed into Doku... The immediate area filled with a sudden gush of water, perfectly aligning with the treeline and canopy. Her breath was quickly held as she'd put a hand over his own mouth to remind him, the two floating to the ground as the two hollows thrashed and unceremoniously fell to each of their sides.

It was cold. Dark. Quiet. The brightest thing was her red locks in this freezing swirl.