That sinking in his gut was the only ominous feeling he needed. When the wind caught and pitched her, a blue aura kicked up and lapped at his feathers, up along his body. The card was called down, caught and tossed, kicked and shattered.

The makeshift kirin erupted from his soul with a thunderous roar, galloping on nothing but wind as the Persona looped in beneath the pegasus, offering his back as a landing platform.