Hajime goes stumbling back, but he manages to avoid an undignified fall onto his ass. He at least remembers to school his expression into one of rage and surprise. "...the hell are you?" As much as his pride hates it, he's tensing up. Not to attack again, but to get the hell out of there if he has to.
He doesn't think it's an angel. He hopes it's not an angel.
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He doesn't think it's an angel.
He hopes it's not an angel.