A foolish question, that was for sure. Kirito
groaned weakly beneath the rubble, pressing
his hands up into the slab of ceiling and
forcing it off his torso. His movements were
sluggish and weaker than normal, right hand
closing about the {{Elucidator}}’s hilt as he
drove the tip into the ground, slowly forcing
himself to his feet with a stubborn snarl. His
teeth were grit tightly through the pain, and
he was doing all he could to not look weak in
his damaged state.
His words were just as weak as he felt,
though he then steadied himself and
began to scratch the back of his head
lightly, noticing how low his {{HP}} was,
and he had used the last of his crystals
already earlier…the rest being with
Asuna and Klein. Shit…bad move.
She was aware of the foolishness of her question but hey,
she had to ask for formalities. Crimson optics would gla-
nce into her ownred health bar before looking at the male
as he forced the slab of ceiling off his person. Not a word
emitting from her lips as she first watched the boy try to
get to his feet.
Pathetic, like a malnourished puppy trying to get
food -- that was how he looked to her, it was alm-
ost surreal -- the renowned Black Swordsman
looking like this!? That was something she'd never
expected to see -- and she felt horrible about it -- if
only she'd been more careful, then this wouldn't
have happened.
' Do you need a hand, Black Swordsman-San? '
Zekken asked as she picked herself up from the
pile of rubble, dusting off her skirt as she offered
a hand.
' You don't look so well -- but I uh,
guess you already knew that... '
She then muttered, nervous chuckle escaping
her lips as a free hand went to scratch the back
of her neck. Crimson optics would then widen at
his question.
' ----Yeah, yeah I'm fine.. don't worry about me... '
Zekken lied through her teeth, and part of
her felt bad about that -- but if it came do-
wn to one of them living, she internally
decided it would be him.
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