Given a few seconds of reprieve, Haruto goes into that roll to the side and manages to get into a low crouch. His head snaps up, he stares at the big green thing before him, and he feels his stomach drop. Air, he needs air, he needs to move faster than this thing, because there's no way he can overpower it. He's still faster than a regular human like this, though, so he's springing back and running fast as he can, even as he fumbles at his hip for a new ring. If he can be fast, if he can fly, then that'll get him out of this, he's sure.

He's running through an archway that looks to be to another section of the station, into a wider and more open common area. That, too, maybe he can use to his advantage. But he's going to need to get one of those rings first, damn it, with just one hand to manipulate it with. He is praying that the big green guy needs time to build momentum and is not directly on his tail.