Masato followed the other two through the portal and into the darker side of reality.  He thought it would be colder on the other side but to him it felt oddly comforting.  He felt slightly less confined, as if he'd loosened the belt on his soul by a notch.  He took a deep breath of the stale air and exhaled with a fanged grin, brimming with confidence and a renewed thirst for violence.  He couldn't wait to track down Goroi and take him apart.<br/><br/>His homicidal zen was interrupted when Hikari looped her arm around his.  He grit his teeth as she pressed her soft breasts against him, his heart pounding ever stronger as he smelled the sex on her.  His first inclination was to push her away, but knowing what she'd been through, the last thing he wanted to do was give her the impression that she was being rejected.  He tried very, very hard to ignore the recurring lust -- filling his head with thoughts of violence to try and distract his libido.<br/><br/>Instinctively, he sniffed at the air.  He wasn't entirely certain why, but he seemed to have a better idea of where things were by smell, though Hikari's excruciatingly powerful pheromones were a tremendous distraction.  Still, he<em>was</em>smelling something else...<br/><br/>"Tatami," he said, trying desperately not to think about the girl pressed to his side that was slowly starting to seem more and more... tasty.  "Any idea what we're going to be up against?  I don't know anything about this stuff, so I can only hope that it bleeds."<br/><br/>[Sixth Sense - Demons.  Anything coming up on the radar?]<br/><br/>[I'm also guessing I'm going to have to roll Soul again to maintain control around poor Hikari...]