Yuusei's pace slows momentarily, like he's tripping over himself as he runs into the black mist clogging up over half of the "battleground" now. He's not exactly in pain, but something in his chest aches - nonliterally for once - as he wonders if he can even make the stretch across to reach Steven, if there's even any point. Shouldn't he be trying something more productive in the face of the Mother like everyone else? His veins begin to sting, and then they burn as he coughs from the smog.

Even so, he shakes his head and presses forward, intent on securing his targets. He can't fight in this battle, so he'll make damn sure no one has to get hurt more than necessary if he has anything to say about it.