[Oh, that's a face. That's not the first time he's seen Horikawa damaged on one of these ventures, either! Seeing his body gored so viscerally invokes a kneejerk response, where he wants to abandon everything to help him, but. Well.
It's not real, right? Because Horikawa dies and dies again, gutted open or nailed to a wall dirty and burned or just simply gone without a warning or a trace, and it's never real. The same with the bodies on the tables, or the emptiness of his Citadel. The same with that familiar voice. In this moment, it's not anguish or despair or loss that pulses through him so much as a fury, raw and biting and ice-cold - a venomous, roiling hatred for this place and what it does to them.
He'll keep running until he gets to Vin and he's just going to try scooping her the fck up with his 15 roll and making a break back toward Falcon's Nest and its oncoming reinforcements where that familiarly voiced Other Knight was. WHERE'S THEIR HEALER HELP THEM.]
Keep your guard up, tell me if you see anything from behind.
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It's not real, right? Because Horikawa dies and dies again, gutted open or nailed to a wall dirty and burned or just simply gone without a warning or a trace, and it's never real. The same with the bodies on the tables, or the emptiness of his Citadel. The same with that familiar voice. In this moment, it's not anguish or despair or loss that pulses through him so much as a fury, raw and biting and ice-cold - a venomous, roiling hatred for this place and what it does to them.
He'll keep running until he gets to Vin and he's just going to try scooping her the fck up with his 15 roll and making a break back toward Falcon's Nest and its oncoming reinforcements where that familiarly voiced Other Knight was. WHERE'S THEIR HEALER HELP THEM.]
Keep your guard up, tell me if you see anything from behind.