IT WAS THE RED HOT HEAT OF ANGER THAT BLINDED HER , fury akin to a storm . a hurricane that moved her , a force completely unstoppable , destruction behind her and all that lay in her path was a waiting victim . all she had ever wanted -- or aimed to achieve -- was to protect , and she could not even do that . but she would succeed this time , determination would take her there . the only difference between a herself and a hurricane was that a hurricane did not have a target . and her target was within reaching distance . the god that stood against her would not survive her storm . WITH EACH SCREAM ; A SWING OF A BLADE CUT WIND , A WHIP CRACK LIKE THUNDER , A GUN SHOT AN ECHO THROUGH A VALLEY . agony was a motivator . as names disappeared one by one , it only drove her more ( she would avenge them , would not let them die in vain . ) not again . there was too much loss , too much suffering , and though she may hold herself justifiable as righteous , rage was her reason . SHE DIDN’T NEED KAZUMA TO SEE YATO AS JUST A TARGET .
but blind rage is a road paved with cobbled stone , cracks and fractures , gaps for a heel to break in . and with a mist to shroud sense and vision , without a guide she would only find herself within a deeper chasm . that was when it happened ; the slightest lack of judgement and a blade towards her head . it was last second that she noticed it -- not enough time to move , not enough time to react . other’s noticed , held enough of an opportunity to cry out , panicked voices in unison . but one stood out , not from volume , but in rarity . something unique within a cacophony of noise . blazing eyes widen in a moment of shock as her arm moved against her will , raised direct between the blade and its destination . then it was horror . HORROR as the two shinki came into contact , the impact enough to send her off her feet as the crash resonated across the expanse of her temple . she could only watch as the cuff around her wrist shattered . pieces falling away onto the floor . a quiet breath like a whisper of air escapes her lungs in contrast to the yelling from before -- SILENCE FROM EVERYONE . and for a moment , she could barely bring herself to get up from the floor .
how many more ? how many more lives was yato prepared to take ? taking the lives from the sweetest , most innocent people she had ever had the good fortune to know . THEY DIDN’T DESERVE IT . she had no hate left to give ; the bomb had already gone off , and this was just another counter on the death toll , another tick against the yatogod’s list . more tears easily pooled in her eyes , spilling over as fast as they had shown themselves and though the loss TORE at her -- like everything she had ever known was being taken from her , like what shreds of her heart were left were being ripped into ever smaller pieces , that her entire body screamed against every thought she had to move -- she still pulled herself to her feet . jaw clenched , eyes narrowed , PURE HATRED . UNHOLY ANGER . no - one else . -- @hoggormurinn
