It's just like all the other times-- and it's always the same-- if it looks dangerous, it probably is. Yousuke and Naoto ready their weapons at the slightest inclination of an approaching enemy. Everyone's ready for something either big, or different (or both) since the shadows were acting oddly this time around.

And they're right. A dark fog gathers, seeping up around from the "bottom" of the platform and seeps around their feet, all collecting near the middle of the area.

"This is no problem," Yousuke grins and twirls his kunai in his hands, bumping shoulders with Souji, "we've already beaten the biggest shadow out there. What could they possibly throw at us now?"

"Carelessness is going to lead to your downfall, senpai."

"Shut up Naoto."