It's easy, in the end. He's spent a long time wondering, by now, how best to incapacitate the Kenoma. He'd learned the possibility of removing their shards from the Kenoma's own, but there has been so much hesitation regarding the idea. Ethics. Humanity.
No. No more. If they are to hunt the Pleroma, hunt innocent civilians, then they will be hunted in return. As Kaeya feebly reaches for his shard, Estinien pulls it away from him, getting to his feet. The ice that tried to hold him is breaking, his opponent going limp as his strength is drained from him. Good. So be it.
Blood drips from the shard in his hand, and he feels no regret at all.
He uses the grip of his tail to toss what remains of Kaeya's body aside, no longer wishing to be burdened with it. Slowly, he approaches the Kenoma's prisoners. Ryunosuke and Thoma, both imprisoned here. To think that they could have been taken to Achamoth to be poisoned and ruined. Unacceptable.
He steps over the remains of the ice wall, its pieces rapidly melting away. Without a word, he reaches to Ryunosuke's bonds, gripping them in his claws and tearing them loose with a single swipe.
no subject
No. No more. If they are to hunt the Pleroma, hunt innocent civilians, then they will be hunted in return. As Kaeya feebly reaches for his shard, Estinien pulls it away from him, getting to his feet. The ice that tried to hold him is breaking, his opponent going limp as his strength is drained from him. Good. So be it.
Blood drips from the shard in his hand, and he feels no regret at all.
He uses the grip of his tail to toss what remains of Kaeya's body aside, no longer wishing to be burdened with it. Slowly, he approaches the Kenoma's prisoners. Ryunosuke and Thoma, both imprisoned here. To think that they could have been taken to Achamoth to be poisoned and ruined. Unacceptable.
He steps over the remains of the ice wall, its pieces rapidly melting away. Without a word, he reaches to Ryunosuke's bonds, gripping them in his claws and tearing them loose with a single swipe.