Focus on his voice? Focus on - - he turns his head and grips the shape of his lance into his hand. Ripping it out of the tree, and whipping it around as he turns himself towards Mizuki again. The maddening feeling coursing through his body - the voices speak to him. Angered is the forest, and the person he thought himself speaking to moments before begins to whirl about into other shapes, "Go."

With what little sense he has, he tries to urge the other one last time, "Now."

Guttural is the sound that comes from the helm of his head, almost akin to the roar of a beast coming through.