*Kats spikes get a little longer, some gettign cut and some poison dissapearing into the air, not hurting anyone but fogging up kacchans vision for moments, he cant even remember who he was before this, and is almost conpleteley overcome by the preditorial instics because Kat is continuing to bleed, some blood now just soaking into the couch, someone will follow the instincts soon, and i bet i know who it is*