[ ...and no answer means he's not going to bother stopping it. a few seconds later and another couple of cracks sending it bursting into a thousand pieces. an eruption of hydro swirls and electro static engulf him as he transforms, becoming much much MUCH larger. his galaxy cape billows behind him, catching some nonexistent breeze as the third eye on his forehead gleams with interest to the sound of her steel blade. his mouth drops open, splitting the seams of his face as some strange inhuman fills the air. ]

[ he doesn't waste another second, and swiftly darts forward, more than ready to get this show on the road. ]

[ the fight goes on for a while, with blows exchanged on both sides to leave an obnoxious amount of blood splattered over the pavement. childe's mask has fallen from his face to reveal the twisted version beneath, his eyes swirling like the abyss. he's panting, quite tired, but there's still plenty of adrenaline coursing through his veins - the smell of blood driving him even more wild, his head filled with nothing but kill kill kill. ]

[ he smears the blood from alizarin's latest blow across his cheek, giving a deep chuckle as he starts moving toward her... slowly... predatory... like he's contemplating something. ]