[The ease with which Sasuke rises with Bulla's flight is more surprising than her raw strength. He only has to brace his weight a little in her hand; whatever force spurs her flight seems to help lift him as well, to maintain his balance in the air. ...Convenient.]
[He doesn't have to question or double-check Bulla's meaning. On her count, he's ready, and when she spins, his eyes do as well. Her throw is fierce but not wild, and Sasuke flies at what would be an impossible speed for him on leap alone. At such speeds it would be almost a suicide throw - except for the wings, which give him just enough control over his trajectory. Lightning cracks again and he hits the cultist with incredible force, slipping in between the very edges of its guard. His hand pierces its chest exactly through the heart - and comes out its back at the base of one wing, severing that completely in a whirl of burnt feathers and snapping bone.]
[A quick contortion pulls Sasuke's knees up to his chest in the split second before they start to lose altitude, and he plants a strong kick to the dead cultist's stomach that slides it down the column of his arm - blood smearing his skin past the elbow - and sending its crackling body into a second below, who'd thought Sasuke trapped by the force of his own attack. The second one fails in its levitation as lightning sparks through it, including up and down both wings, and starts to plummet. And that kick gave Sasuke just enough momentum - with help from his own wings - to go straight up, blade-first. The third cultist loses both wings in that single overhead vertical sweep. So much for their attempt to flank.]
[It's only then that he finally starts to drop, and spreads his wings broad and cupped, limbs going spread-eagle as well to turn his descent diagonal to slow himself. Eyes tick around to find Bulla - to see if she'll keep up her end, or if the simulation will end with a shot of pain through both his legs and an abrupt spark of canceled programming.]
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[He doesn't have to question or double-check Bulla's meaning. On her count, he's ready, and when she spins, his eyes do as well. Her throw is fierce but not wild, and Sasuke flies at what would be an impossible speed for him on leap alone. At such speeds it would be almost a suicide throw - except for the wings, which give him just enough control over his trajectory. Lightning cracks again and he hits the cultist with incredible force, slipping in between the very edges of its guard. His hand pierces its chest exactly through the heart - and comes out its back at the base of one wing, severing that completely in a whirl of burnt feathers and snapping bone.]
[A quick contortion pulls Sasuke's knees up to his chest in the split second before they start to lose altitude, and he plants a strong kick to the dead cultist's stomach that slides it down the column of his arm - blood smearing his skin past the elbow - and sending its crackling body into a second below, who'd thought Sasuke trapped by the force of his own attack. The second one fails in its levitation as lightning sparks through it, including up and down both wings, and starts to plummet. And that kick gave Sasuke just enough momentum - with help from his own wings - to go straight up, blade-first. The third cultist loses both wings in that single overhead vertical sweep. So much for their attempt to flank.]
[It's only then that he finally starts to drop, and spreads his wings broad and cupped, limbs going spread-eagle as well to turn his descent diagonal to slow himself. Eyes tick around to find Bulla - to see if she'll keep up her end, or if the simulation will end with a shot of pain through both his legs and an abrupt spark of canceled programming.]