All it would take is a momentary lapse in concentration.
There was enough on his plate anyway, current circumstances prying away at his ability to think straight, heart setting far from battle for once. All that occupied the blonde’s focus was the image of a man who had managed to whisk him away from the monotonous life he’d lived devoted to his father and how he hadn’t seen that man for such an extended period of time.
Another issue, he was low on lives, hell he was probably on his last but refused to check because he knew that’d crush his already wavering abilities. Pulse quickened, chartreuse orbs running over field, noting monster’s positioning. Adrenaline pushed, body kicking into gear, anticipating clash of blade and enemy’s form. Teammates pushed inward to attack, beast in the center splaying its attention over surroundings, choosing first victim carefully.
His own vision swayed left to right, attempting to predict the opponent