[When he takes her hand, she gives him an intensely confident look, no hesitation whatsoever. This is something she can do, and while he may seem nervous, confused even, his trust isn't misplaced. Her other hand extends, and while her grip on his hand tightens, blue flames ripple down her left arm and a glowing card forms in the air.]
Come Forth! Sumeo-Okami!
[Her fingers crush inward, and with a sound like breaking glass, something appears in the air behind her. A feminine form made entirely out of golden metal, with long, flowing hair and a featureless visage, with two swords sheathed at her waist. It moves with startling speed, scooping the pair of them up and leaping high into the air, carrying them over the pit. The descent is slow, giving them ample time to watch the Scramble tiles falling into the inky void.
It also gives him time to scream, if he's so inclined, but that's not what Yukiko expects. Not really.]
Well he'll never see this coming.
Come Forth! Sumeo-Okami!
[Her fingers crush inward, and with a sound like breaking glass, something appears in the air behind her. A feminine form made entirely out of golden metal, with long, flowing hair and a featureless visage, with two swords sheathed at her waist. It moves with startling speed, scooping the pair of them up and leaping high into the air, carrying them over the pit. The descent is slow, giving them ample time to watch the Scramble tiles falling into the inky void.
It also gives him time to scream, if he's so inclined, but that's not what Yukiko expects. Not really.]