Bernkastel limply hit the ground upon being released forcibly from Ultraman's grip, skidding to a stop with her face buried in dust and gravel. She coughed, wiping at her face to get debris off her skin, though the repeated slams into various surfaces covered her cheeks and nose in extensive scratches and cuts. The shock attack had made her extremities' muscles lock up on top of that.
"What bad timing you have to ask such a thing... you look like you can barely move," Bernkastel spoke in a raspy voice. Whis made it seem simple: make it so the body could react to an opponent's attacks on its own, independently of the brain. Except Whis had mastered it to where his very molecules could act, and he was at full health. She didn't have the keen eye to spot how to unlock the power since the only other user of it was Vegetto. Could Gogeta luck out and manage to perform even the most basic form of Ultra Instinct after practically being beaten within inches of his life? That would be a real miracle... or an absolute impossibility.
"Nnngh... your body-- it has to move without you telling it to for Ultra Instinct to come in." Bern propped herself up on her elbows as she dragged her legs under herself. "But if you try to think about it, you'll only distract yourself. And the pain will slow you down." She loosened the bow around her neck and took it off, revealing the smoking hand-mark on it as she wrapped her hand's bloodied knuckles with the ribbon, wincing. "Ultra Instinct or no... I want you to keep fighting as long as you can help it." Bern's legs wobbled, noticing how this section of the city looked dilapidated. Not a person in sight, so he must have moved them away from their original location.
"...Maybe we won't have to rely on brute strength to win. We can outsmart him," she stated pensively. "We can use the empty buildings to our advantage. I'll be the bait to lure him and you play along. Let him think he has us cornered. I'll give you a head start to recover."
Without waiting for a response from Gogeta, she began flying off in the opposite direction, away from him and Ultraman. Suddenly, she clutched at her bruised, blistered neck and cut-up face with her hands as she opened her mouth to scream. Touching them made the repeated-impact injuries throb, and her body was threatening to succumb to fear of pain... but to lure Ultraman in, she had to swallow her pride and allow her body to express pain without any mask. She had to play out the bait-and-switch believably-- if he saw her as an enemy trying to flee then the sight would satisfy an eye for an eye and get him to zero in on her for more.
"I taste blood... it's my blood-- it hurts! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts! Eeeeeaaaaaaugh!!"
"What bad timing you have to ask such a thing... you look like you can barely move," Bernkastel spoke in a raspy voice. Whis made it seem simple: make it so the body could react to an opponent's attacks on its own, independently of the brain. Except Whis had mastered it to where his very molecules could act, and he was at full health. She didn't have the keen eye to spot how to unlock the power since the only other user of it was Vegetto. Could Gogeta luck out and manage to perform even the most basic form of Ultra Instinct after practically being beaten within inches of his life? That would be a real miracle... or an absolute impossibility.
"Nnngh... your body-- it has to move without you telling it to for Ultra Instinct to come in." Bern propped herself up on her elbows as she dragged her legs under herself. "But if you try to think about it, you'll only distract yourself. And the pain will slow you down." She loosened the bow around her neck and took it off, revealing the smoking hand-mark on it as she wrapped her hand's bloodied knuckles with the ribbon, wincing. "Ultra Instinct or no... I want you to keep fighting as long as you can help it." Bern's legs wobbled, noticing how this section of the city looked dilapidated. Not a person in sight, so he must have moved them away from their original location.
"...Maybe we won't have to rely on brute strength to win. We can outsmart him," she stated pensively. "We can use the empty buildings to our advantage. I'll be the bait to lure him and you play along. Let him think he has us cornered. I'll give you a head start to recover."
Without waiting for a response from Gogeta, she began flying off in the opposite direction, away from him and Ultraman. Suddenly, she clutched at her bruised, blistered neck and cut-up face with her hands as she opened her mouth to scream. Touching them made the repeated-impact injuries throb, and her body was threatening to succumb to fear of pain... but to lure Ultraman in, she had to swallow her pride and allow her body to express pain without any mask. She had to play out the bait-and-switch believably-- if he saw her as an enemy trying to flee then the sight would satisfy an eye for an eye and get him to zero in on her for more.
"I taste blood... it's my blood-- it hurts! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts! Eeeeeaaaaaaugh!!"