[There's this thing he may or may not have heard of. It's called equivalent exchange. Minatsuki tried to take something equatable to a life, and now, she's got hell to pay for it.

Unfortunately, she's perfectly intent on tax evasion, because, yes, she's been buried underneath a mound of what appears to be energy drinks of some kind---some of them strangely full and opened---and if Merlin thought he was out of the frying pan, he's sorely mistaken, because the heat's about to be turned up to a sizzle. The mound starts quivering, when, all of a sudden, flashes of red streak across several portions of the mound, sending icky, sweet-smelling energy drink spraying all over the place---and out bursts Minatsuki, with a shrill growl of:]

----Okay, this is goddamn bullshit! [She's unfortunately drenched in the stuff no thanks to her own ragequitting, and she's seeing red, immediately glaring over at Merlin when she spots him over where he's landed.]

Hey! [Yelled out in a vicious snap, as she straightens from where she's sprawled over the remainder of the cans, whip wing still very much at the ready.] You sound at least marginally fucking smart. Know the saying "two heads are better than one"----

[But just as she's about to hop from the remnants of the mound, Minatsuki literally goes flying. Toward Merlin. She gapes.

Hopefully he's got a decent evade stat, because she's going to be flailing wildly as she hurdles toward him, which won't help matters at all---]

----The hell?!

[You know what they say about Red Bull, after all...]