We can address Jiuqing. The wyvern doesn't survive this encounter and its kin couldn't find more of them to help. It cascades down during its last moments and it crashes into one of the buildings, falling through the stone completely. It and Jiuqing slips here and knocks onto other structures there, then finally hits the ground... It struggles for one moment, one more breath, before dying.
... A familiar face approaches Jiuqing with a cold gaze. It is Cheng Gang, holding an Ishgardian bow, donning armor. He looks down at her and aims with a 14.
For Vin and Kashuu, they fight, but Kashuu can perceive again because of a cough. At first, it looks like a bloody Aymeric tethered him and took the blow... And this would be his last, but then his form flickers, too. It flashes between all of Kashuu's owners, his favorite commanders, every person that wielded him with love and adoration before it settles on Okita, coughing up blood. He snickers, laughing a bit happily despite the weariness laced between each word.
"This is definitely better than last time." Because Okita didn't die on the battlefield like he wanted. He would die to disease, pitifully, and alone. "Don't let them take you."
Okita smiles with blood dripping down his lips, lining his jaw, and settles his back against a wall before slipping. Slowly, but surely, his eyelids are too heavy to keep open. Once his eyes close, he—and everyone who wielded Kashuu—dies. ]
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We can address Jiuqing. The wyvern doesn't survive this encounter and its kin couldn't find more of them to help. It cascades down during its last moments and it crashes into one of the buildings, falling through the stone completely. It and Jiuqing slips here and knocks onto other structures there, then finally hits the ground... It struggles for one moment, one more breath, before dying.
... A familiar face approaches Jiuqing with a cold gaze. It is Cheng Gang, holding an Ishgardian bow, donning armor. He looks down at her and aims with a 14.
For Vin and Kashuu, they fight, but Kashuu can perceive again because of a cough. At first, it looks like a bloody Aymeric tethered him and took the blow... And this would be his last, but then his form flickers, too. It flashes between all of Kashuu's owners, his favorite commanders, every person that wielded him with love and adoration before it settles on Okita, coughing up blood. He snickers, laughing a bit happily despite the weariness laced between each word.
"This is definitely better than last time." Because Okita didn't die on the battlefield like he wanted. He would die to disease, pitifully, and alone. "Don't let them take you."
Okita smiles with blood dripping down his lips, lining his jaw, and settles his back against a wall before slipping. Slowly, but surely, his eyelids are too heavy to keep open. Once his eyes close, he—and everyone who wielded Kashuu—dies. ]