Naoto intercepted the electrified cane and pushed forward carrying the opening he needed to slam Prospero with a headbutt. As the magician fell to the ground Naoto stumbled back, his eyes swirling having been the first time he'd ever did that to a person. "Aw man...skulls sure are harder than a soccer ball..." He regained his balance just in time to see everyone reappear around him. "Yosh, mira~" Naoto grinned.

Prospero began to laugh and Naoto's smile shrunk but didn't vanish. "Oi, what are you laughing about? I guess even magicians can have good sportsmanship." Slumping to a seated position he looked over at Daisuke. If his voice hadn't reached him Naoto might not have figured out Prospero's trick. "Thanks." Too embarrassed to admit he might be starting to like the idea of having them around Naoto left out at that and a quick victory sign. Turning his attention back to the magician, Prospero started to speak.

"I know." Naoto stars simply in response to the comment about not outright beating him.. "You weren't fighting honestly. You were testing me. I figured it out after I figured out your trick." His voice started to become slightly angry. "Even if it was a test and no one was in danger I still don't like the idea of using others in your little game. Now, why did you set this up?"

As he waited for Prospero's answer Naoto's senses were still heightened from the fight and he was fully aware of his surroundings. He noticed that there were two others here. One, a girl who seemed to be anxious about something. The other...[i]Huh!?[/i] Naoto's eyes widened and flickered with a strange glow. He didn't know why but the other unknown person made him uneasy. Even somewhat angry. It was like a gut feeling on overdrive. He'd never experienced something like this before and all he wanted was for the others to get away from that man.