In the moments before it commits to its movement, the entity's gaze lingers on Ryunosuke, its expression hollowed by purely white eyes. In the same moment it screams within his head, it seems to acknowledge him in this physical realm as he falls, wearing the body of the man he'd been trying to save. A clearer voice speaks among the cacophony.
An outcome preordained... Yet, will you surrender?
With that, the entity flies into motion, exemplifying both its host's skill and grace, along with a an ethereality that seems to transcend the limitations of the physical realm. In an instant, its holy lance cleaves Gen's summoned earth in two, as if parting waters; serenity itself seems to be cut into the fabric of the world surrounding it, diverting the Kenoma's attempt at violence outward.
Just as quickly, it is forced to attend to Makoto, who comes raging towards it, claws outstretched. The lance of light pierces the Kenoma's chest, with all the force and pain of a true weapon's strike, but without the physical damage. Instead, it is the spirit affected: the Kenoma. The Kenoma screeches and squirms beneath the entity's light, hiding away somewhere out of reach.
Then, it's eyes settle on Silco, the one cowardly fleeing from the consequences of his actions. With one smooth motion, the lance is airborne, piercing between the man's shoulder blades as he flees. The weapon lingers there for a moment, the Kenoma within him crying out, only to dissolve and reappear in its summoner's hand.
Again, it levels its weapon at Gen, as if in challenge:
"Oh trembling hearts, hide not shadow..."
It lunges forward, cleanly bisecting his spiritual body.
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An outcome preordained... Yet, will you surrender?
With that, the entity flies into motion, exemplifying both its host's skill and grace, along with a an ethereality that seems to transcend the limitations of the physical realm. In an instant, its holy lance cleaves Gen's summoned earth in two, as if parting waters; serenity itself seems to be cut into the fabric of the world surrounding it, diverting the Kenoma's attempt at violence outward.
Just as quickly, it is forced to attend to Makoto, who comes raging towards it, claws outstretched. The lance of light pierces the Kenoma's chest, with all the force and pain of a true weapon's strike, but without the physical damage. Instead, it is the spirit affected: the Kenoma. The Kenoma screeches and squirms beneath the entity's light, hiding away somewhere out of reach.
Then, it's eyes settle on Silco, the one cowardly fleeing from the consequences of his actions. With one smooth motion, the lance is airborne, piercing between the man's shoulder blades as he flees. The weapon lingers there for a moment, the Kenoma within him crying out, only to dissolve and reappear in its summoner's hand.
Again, it levels its weapon at Gen, as if in challenge:
"Oh trembling hearts, hide not shadow..."
It lunges forward, cleanly bisecting his spiritual body.
"Be cleansed and find absolution!"