Alric glanced at Reimu. Going for what he'd considered a riskier Plan B in response to Shaw's taunting left him with a nagging uncertainty, but Reimu was undeniably more experienced in this sort of thing.

Whatever the outcome, though, they could discuss the tactics in greater depth some other time. Alric nodded to Reimu and steeled himself as Marisa crossed to flank Shaw; violet light arced over his hands, then gathered into a ball over either palm, growing larger and brighter. When Marisa unleashes her attack, Alric hurls one ball forward, followed by the other, aiming them for Shaw's center of mass and tweaking their trajectories if he evades--if they strike, they explode with a burst of intense heat and force.