It worried Youhei that he was starting to get used to the Dark Hour. It shouldn't be possible to become accustomed to seeing blood oozing out of masonry or the moon being almost close enough to touch and yet he found himself blithely accepting it, just another messed up aspect of his strange life on Tatsumi Port Island. He shook his head to clear it as the group jogged toward the monorail access, resolving to just go with it. As they finally slowed, Youhei took a good look at who was present and to his shock found that half of SEES was missing; the Akiras were nowhere to be seen and he couldn't find Maede. Now that he could take stock of the situation, he realised that it was only himself and Kirijo here, Takahiro having fallen back to provide support. He turned to the only other member present, treating him to a raised eyebrow. [b]'Uh... we may be a bit understrength here Kirijo.'.[/b] But Kirijo continued forward, unfazed; clearly he was used to fighting alone and that gave Youhei some sense of reassurance at least. [b]'Oi, radar. Where is everyone?',[/b] he called into his communicator, before dumping his cigar and loosening his weapon; if it was just going to be the pair of them, then Youhei would need to pull his weight.

They climbed into the indicated rail car, trying to be both stealthy and vigilant; not an easy feat when your nerves started getting to you. To Youhei's suspicious surprise, the car was clear; if this was where the Shadow had holed up then it was being very sneaky-beaky about it. And then with perfect timing, Kirijo said something that set it all off. As the doors slid shut around them, a number of indistinct shapes began to appear through the walls; Shadows. Smaller than the ones Youhei had seen so far and presumably weaker. He glanced at Kirijo and saw the quiet confidence there. [i]Well,[/i] he thought. [i]If our illustrious leader gives no shits, then neither do I.[/i] So Youhei joined in with Ares' attack, charging forward with his hammer; once again he disregarded using his Persona. While Inugami had proven to be a valuable ally in Tartarus, he wasn't confident of his ability to control both it and his own body at the same time. Youhei's thoughts switched back to the present as he charged and he singled out a floating Shadow as his target; the creature hissed as he closed, throwing up a sheet of flame to block his path. Unfortunately for both of them, his momentum left Youhei with no choice but to charge straight through it and he swung his hammer down hard on the Shadow's crowned head. He could feel the magic burning away at him, but not as badly as he had expected; if he had the time to think about it, he might have remembered the many other times he was gotten injured recently. Every time he had found the pain and injury to be less than expected; just another hidden bonus of being a Persona user.