Say what you will about me, but don't you dare insult her. [The way the furniture moved and hurled itself his way would be something Takame would dismiss as a ghost story had he not been living it. And had he not been somewhat blinded by anger and assaulted with furnishings.
Any pillows or even chairs he could redirect with his bare hands while the knives he had to parry precisely with his weapon.
If he could find an opening, he could get out. It wasn't easy when he was trying to keep everything away from himself and Rose.
With only raw intuition to guide his hands to protect their front, his back remained exposed.]
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Any pillows or even chairs he could redirect with his bare hands while the knives he had to parry precisely with his weapon.
If he could find an opening, he could get out. It wasn't easy when he was trying to keep everything away from himself and Rose.
With only raw intuition to guide his hands to protect their front, his back remained exposed.]