Monday, May 5, 2008

Air Gear chapters 198-203

Sora Scans is back in business, it seems. 198 and 199 are recently out by them. Of course, I have the raws up to 203 because I'm an impatient person.

To sum it up, Kazu gets a small arc to himself. He's really out of it after the Flame Regalia was stolen, since he feels like it was his fault that Spitfire died to protect him and the regalia. Kokuen feels like shit, too, still not quite believing that Iron Clock was still alive and that he was in fact the one who took the regalia.
In his state of depression and confusion, Kazu gets lured into some sort of Satanic orgy cult thing... As it turns out, Ikki's newest part time job is working there as 'Loki' the embodiment of Satan, or something like that... He's surprised to see Kazu there, and, keeping his identity hidden from him, Ikki tells Kazu his heart is frozen. 'Loki' then challenges Kazu to a battle. He tells Kazu that he knows what it is he's searching for and also that he knows who took the flame regalia.

At those words, Kazu heats up, both literally and physically and is more than willing to fight.

As for chapters 200-203, I have only raws, so I can't say for sure what's going on. There are some flashbacks to childhood in chapter 200. In 201, it looks like Kazu does some sort of time trick, like Iron Clock uses. As well as showing signs of post-traumatic stress disorder, Kazu grabs a bat from some chick and bashes 'Loki' in the head pretty much instantaneously.

After 'Loki' does some insane shit like destroy the monumental statue of Satan and create a tornado indoors, he eventually reveals himself as Ikki and both he and Kazu pull off some awesome stuff that I've never seen before. Again, not sure what's going on between the two except that they go at it like a couple of mad dogs in a fucking awesome battle that is fun even just to look at...

Of course, Emily shows up to root for her Kazu-sama, along with Yayoi and Kokuen. So basically there's nudity, near-nudity, and unreal awesome fighting with tornadoes and explosions and shit.

Sweet.

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