[ it's fine. ryo continues to keep his expression even, even when the blast comes towards him. he moves to dodge yet again but, this time, he's a little slow-- it clips his shoulder and one of the wings, making him drop in the air a few feet before he steadies himself again.
the voice speaks again, still powerful as it rings out, but now it sounds like kuranosuke.
finally, the creation found a place that made it feel something close to warmth. it thought to itself that, maybe, it didn't need the fierce god on its side if it can have this instead. but like all things, it could not last. how could something without a heart still experience heartbreak, one might wonder?
ryo, trying very hard to ignore the words at this point, lunges out at scaramouche again. shadows form around his fingers to create claws as he tries to slash at him, trying to draw blood. ]
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the voice speaks again, still powerful as it rings out, but now it sounds like kuranosuke.
finally, the creation found a place that made it feel something close to warmth. it thought to itself that, maybe, it didn't need the fierce god on its side if it can have this instead. but like all things, it could not last. how could something without a heart still experience heartbreak, one might wonder?
ryo, trying very hard to ignore the words at this point, lunges out at scaramouche again. shadows form around his fingers to create claws as he tries to slash at him, trying to draw blood. ]