Annabeth
The jump wasn't the best idea, that much was obvious from the get-go. She had to admit that she was relying on Ron to distract the pink beast to at least allow her a safe landing. While it surprised the Hunter that she was already so trusting of him, she had to admit he pulled through quite admirably, only for the pink werewolf-thing to disengage entirely, moving back into the shadows. Landing on her feet, the Hunter made her way back to Ron as fast as she could before engaging her En, letting her aura stretch out as far as she could get it to go with minimal strain, enveloping everything around her in a 45-meter radius.
Taking a moment to catch her breath, the Hunter let Repeat vanish, just in case she'd need to summon Elephant Gun at a moment's notice, continuing the countdown in her head that began with had begun with the question. Her mind raced as she evaluated the situation, considering what she'd seen thus far.
"Okay, Ron," she said, her voice low enough that it wouldn't even register to most at the edge of her En, let alone to people beyond it, "Looks like he's got some pretty insane reflexes, but I get the feeling you've figured out the trick already. We'll have to time our attacks carefully to pull this off, but let's try to get a clean shot on him. Say, do you think you'd be able to use that really big wolf-man form without going insane? Just a little while will probably be more than enough time in a fight like this."