Above him, the hand-shaped entity morphed again, its flesh twisting and condensing, being shaped into something else.
As it changed—
"Hyaaaah!"
A feminine shout filled his ears before he witnessed a flash of visceral fire cut across the shifting form of the Moon. Recognizing that cutting swiftness was easy for him, even more so as he saw the figure land beside him with a graceful slide.
Though they were equipped in the same, black, form-fitting armor that showed her feminine physique, he already knew–
"Charlotte!?--" He called out.
"...I made it! I'm sorry I was late–!" Charlotte quickly apologized as her helmet dismantled briefly, showing the genuine guilt in her pearly irises.
Finn disregarded any need for an apology, stepping in front of his companion, "Save it! We've got bigger problems right now!"