[It seems for a moment like he waited too long and the monster is getting its second wind to come at him, but before it can do anything of the sort, Art has his gun drawn, shooting effectively and without hesitation or distraction this time--almost with that coldness from his future that Birthday keeps catching hints of in him now.]
[Either way, it's decisive enough of a push for Art to finally manage to make it the rest of the way and touch the light... Maybe he was ultimately drawn to it despite everything by the feeling of it being his that even Kiseki is reaffirming.]
[It returns to him, but--] And still I don't feel a difference at all.