[They'll have to find some way of scoring a more definite win than simply wearing each other down. Unless they want to be here all night and probably into tomorrow, if not longer. Dumping Bakugo into the hot springs seems like it might be a viable route for slowing him down or putting out his fire temporarily, so Yato begins dancing his way through the boughs overhead to get the water beneath them.
Thankfully Bakugo seems keen to join him up in the air, making Yato grin as they work their way across the canopy; if he has one advantage, it's that he's lighter than humans and capable of greater jumps, able to perch on thin branches of trees that would normally break under the weight of a person. It probably seems like he weighs practically nothing as the one he's currently on barely sinks while he waits for Bakugo to approach.]
What'sa matter? Too nervous to come play? C'mon! [He pauses long enough to tease the other guy before Bakugo sets off his own attack, taking out his arrows and sending a nasty array of explosions his way.] --whoops. [As they start to detonate around him, singeing and searing at his exposed skin, he tugs at the cloth wrapped around his head to guard against them. It leaves him open a few moments before he takes aim again, coughing as he shoots wide--
only to have the arrows suddenly change direction to follow Bakugo: homing missiles, essentially. And because it's Yato, they're aimed to not just go whichever way is necessary to hit his opponent, but they're aimed at his ass. Go figure.]
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Thankfully Bakugo seems keen to join him up in the air, making Yato grin as they work their way across the canopy; if he has one advantage, it's that he's lighter than humans and capable of greater jumps, able to perch on thin branches of trees that would normally break under the weight of a person. It probably seems like he weighs practically nothing as the one he's currently on barely sinks while he waits for Bakugo to approach.]
What'sa matter? Too nervous to come play? C'mon! [He pauses long enough to tease the other guy before Bakugo sets off his own attack, taking out his arrows and sending a nasty array of explosions his way.] --whoops. [As they start to detonate around him, singeing and searing at his exposed skin, he tugs at the cloth wrapped around his head to guard against them. It leaves him open a few moments before he takes aim again, coughing as he shoots wide--
only to have the arrows suddenly change direction to follow Bakugo: homing missiles, essentially. And because it's Yato, they're aimed to not just go whichever way is necessary to hit his opponent, but they're aimed at his ass. Go figure.]