"It's okay," Tyki said, straightening up. He clutched his arm as he staggered away from the car, but he was upright. "Damn thing wasn't as tough as I expected. Close the damned door."

Confused first-level Akuma were gathering around, bringing their guns to bear on Tyki, and he gathered another ball of energy in his palms.

At the same time, dozens - no hundreds, maybe thousands - of black teases began to emerge from Tyki's body. They swirled around as if in a tornado, turning the sky black.

As the teases swirled towards the gathering Akuma, they began to explode, one by one.