If they didn't, then why are you even serving them?!
[By chance, other Kenoma she had met and spoken with had been very vocal about their belief that their worlds were all dead. The last jinba, one had called her, we have nothing left, another murmured.
Did she believe it? She didn't want to, no matter how it had felt like she had seen it, in that dreamscape between light and dark. In that court of shadows, when the Regent had declared so sure that they were responsible for the destruction of their worlds... it had seemed believable. Was it more comforting to think it existed and only she was denied being in it, or was it better to think it all gone and everyone dead, and she the only one left to suffer life?]
Even if they didn't-
[The accursed magic blade in the air comes for her, and Hayame has to throw her power into movement rather than targeting, though she still shoots in his direction as she dodges the sword in a clatter of hooves, slamming into a storefront with enough force to bruise deep just so that she could then use the wall as force to push off and propel herself in a loop around him, torn between the risk of long-distance when a sword could fly and the risk of close quarters when he might be able to pull the blade back in quickly.]
Someone will pay for bringing me here!
[If not the Regent, then who?
Her aim isn't as good in motion, but she still fires at him while the blade is chasing her instead of only guarding him.]
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[By chance, other Kenoma she had met and spoken with had been very vocal about their belief that their worlds were all dead. The last jinba, one had called her, we have nothing left, another murmured.
Did she believe it? She didn't want to, no matter how it had felt like she had seen it, in that dreamscape between light and dark. In that court of shadows, when the Regent had declared so sure that they were responsible for the destruction of their worlds... it had seemed believable. Was it more comforting to think it existed and only she was denied being in it, or was it better to think it all gone and everyone dead, and she the only one left to suffer life?]
Even if they didn't-
[The accursed magic blade in the air comes for her, and Hayame has to throw her power into movement rather than targeting, though she still shoots in his direction as she dodges the sword in a clatter of hooves, slamming into a storefront with enough force to bruise deep just so that she could then use the wall as force to push off and propel herself in a loop around him, torn between the risk of long-distance when a sword could fly and the risk of close quarters when he might be able to pull the blade back in quickly.]
Someone will pay for bringing me here!
[If not the Regent, then who?
Her aim isn't as good in motion, but she still fires at him while the blade is chasing her instead of only guarding him.]