She drew the kunai and his suspicions were confirmed. Part of him wanted to wince, but the dog had already had enough done to him- it was time to put the poor thing to rest and not be messed with any more.

The wolf braced as she raced in, chest inflating as it took a deep breath. With the sharp howl came what felt like a wall of madness, wavering in the air around them as Kanji clutched his head and felt something akin to nails against the brain, so unprepared for the sudden spike that he hadn't raised his defenses. The sunglasses flickered once, but he threw down a mental wall to shut the wavelength from touching the innermost parts of his own soul to play upon his own weaknesses, and like an arm coming forward to block, he sent a wave to soften the blow to Naoto's as much as he possibly could. It was just in time on his end- he'd heard the kids in third grade laughing at him for a moment, but it quietly faded.

Ugh, it's like that fucking bat all over again!