"Takuro-kun...!" Itsuki called out, and while relieved to see his friend getting up he was still concerned for him. He was almost distracted from the fact the monster behind him was approaching, broom in hand, but [Roll: 10, perfect evasion] and, just as it did in the subway, for an instant the darkness in the room was parted by the appearance of spotlights that bathed Itsuki's frame in glory, and confetti that dropped from nowhere, along with the sound of a roaring crowd. He'd dodged with serpentine agility, letting the rat guard fall down, and edging away to shove his arm forth. "Kamui! Come to my aid!"

At that moment, the snake god's "ghost costume" ripped asunder, as if a sudden force was blowing out from beneath it, leaving tatters of white fabric in the air... and no sign of the kamui at first, not until it rematerialized in mid air, larger than usual, and looking far more ferocious, before lashing out to wrap tightly around the rat.

[RAT GUARD #2 IS RESTRAINED AND TAKING WRAP DAMAGE.]