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[There's a voice coming from the communicator, and it doesn't sound very sane.]
[In fact, it's probably pretty well described as crazy laughter.]
[The laughter's not stopping, even though the video function turns on.]
[... Well. Someone's covered in blood. Naoya's holding a sharp rock in his hand, his hair streaked with red.]
No one told me we had raptors here.
[He smirks, and the video shuts off.]
[[ooc; Yeah, Naoya's pretty much just carving up monsters with a freaking rock. ... He's not going to be able to keep this up for very long, though. He's already burnt through his magic.]]