You need not... waste energy... I'm fine, it doesn't hurt... [Said to assure her, but also to tell himself once again. Even repeating it again, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt.
It did. It felt as though the knife was being twisted in his arm, forcing that intrusive burning sensation so spread from the wound slowly clawing its way down throughout his entire right side like an infection.
Rose's healing magic relieved the sensation, but he did not deserve this kindness after he'd hurt her. Still, he had no room to protest, did he?
As more and more dangers were literally sent their way trying to pierce her barrier, Takame shook his head. They had no time. But he could still do something. With a low grown manifesting in his throat, he picked up his weapon once more, this time with his dominant left hand.]
... Move. [His only warning, to the ghost or Rose was unclear, stated with a notable grit in his tone. He still made a point to keep her out of the way. Raising his blade high over his head and channeling his aether into it, he swung it down with reckless abandon, a wave of crimson energy running seamlessly past the barrier, yet cutting straight through anything else running through them eventually colliding with the locked door, throwing it off its hinges.]
Go, now!! [Said with a more characteristic, yet no less dire tone. He did not deserve to be near her, but he would keep her safe, by the kami.] I will be right behind you.
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It did. It felt as though the knife was being twisted in his arm, forcing that intrusive burning sensation so spread from the wound slowly clawing its way down throughout his entire right side like an infection.
Rose's healing magic relieved the sensation, but he did not deserve this kindness after he'd hurt her. Still, he had no room to protest, did he?
As more and more dangers were literally sent their way trying to pierce her barrier, Takame shook his head. They had no time. But he could still do something. With a low grown manifesting in his throat, he picked up his weapon once more, this time with his dominant left hand.]
... Move. [His only warning, to the ghost or Rose was unclear, stated with a notable grit in his tone. He still made a point to keep her out of the way. Raising his blade high over his head and channeling his aether into it, he swung it down with reckless abandon, a wave of crimson energy running seamlessly past the barrier, yet cutting straight through anything else running through them eventually colliding with the locked door, throwing it off its hinges.]
Go, now!! [Said with a more characteristic, yet no less dire tone. He did not deserve to be near her, but he would keep her safe, by the kami.] I will be right behind you.