"Elements don't mean much when you've got adaptability." Neku grins, even through the jolt of pain he feels through his Persona. It's not as strong as he'd feared, and true to his word, the water around Narasimha starts cooling.

He thrusts out a hand. If this guy wants a show, then he'll give him a show. "Mabufu!"

At its wielder's call, the leonine Persona roars, shards of ice flying from its hands. Neku himself had a determined expression on his face. No way in hell he was going to lose!