[if this opponent were any faster, he would have likely been done in right there, skull crushed beneath the pressure of that Keyblade. it didn't seem sharp, but...he knew that he didn't want to get struck by that. it seemed she was leaving him no choice... rolling across the ground with a grunt, he frantically forced himself back to his feet as he stared at the hooded girl prepared to kill him mercilessly. but that's not what she really wanted, was it? was this how he was supposed to help?]
I said wait, damn it! I still don't...!
[...by killing her? no. he'd find out why she was doing this as he defended himself. as he fought back. if there truly was no way of helping her the way that he wanted to, if she was a bad person--... unable to determine it just yet. he couldn't decide. he wouldn't dare allow himself to judge her until he knew for certain what could be done. to do so would mean to betray himself and his ideals]
Trace...
[ 1.) Judging the concept of creation 2.) Hypothesizing the basic structure 3.) Duplicating the composition material 4.) Imitating the skill of its making-- ]
Ggh-- [he'd create them. he'd fight back in the hopes of better understanding why he was fighting in the first place. to save her? to kill her? he wouldn't decide until he saw the truth. he'd make the truth appear! without Tohsaka's prana backing him up, however, he was swiftly reminded of the limitations of his projection without an outside source. it only caused his body to seize up, joints stiffening and his insides churning in the blink of an eye. ah, that's right... it was harder now, but after fully understanding why Emiya Shirou could do what he did in the first place, it was easier. he wasn't creating blades. he was putting what was in his mind to reality, drawing from his own world. drawing from the hill of swords... yes, that was it]
...on!
[ 5.) Sympathizing with the experience of its growth 6.) Reproducing the accumulated years 7.) Excelling every manufacturing process
--
he reaches them, Archer's most trusted blades, Kanshou & Bakuya (http://img2.lln.crunchyroll.com/i/spire4/e527037c5736e73588ab50e1e2fef1a11228662363_full.jpg) appear within Shirou's grasp, dual-wielding them as he regains full composure over his body and braces himself for Xion's next attack. getting into a fighting stance and waiting, he calls out to her]
no subject
I said wait, damn it! I still don't...!
[...by killing her? no. he'd find out why she was doing this as he defended himself. as he fought back. if there truly was no way of helping her the way that he wanted to, if she was a bad person--... unable to determine it just yet. he couldn't decide. he wouldn't dare allow himself to judge her until he knew for certain what could be done. to do so would mean to betray himself and his ideals]
Trace...
[ 1.) Judging the concept of creation
2.) Hypothesizing the basic structure
3.) Duplicating the composition material
4.) Imitating the skill of its making-- ]
Ggh-- [he'd create them. he'd fight back in the hopes of better understanding why he was fighting in the first place. to save her? to kill her? he wouldn't decide until he saw the truth. he'd make the truth appear! without Tohsaka's prana backing him up, however, he was swiftly reminded of the limitations of his projection without an outside source. it only caused his body to seize up, joints stiffening and his insides churning in the blink of an eye. ah, that's right... it was harder now, but after fully understanding why Emiya Shirou could do what he did in the first place, it was easier. he wasn't creating blades. he was putting what was in his mind to reality, drawing from his own world. drawing from the hill of swords... yes, that was it]
...on!
[ 5.) Sympathizing with the experience of its growth
6.) Reproducing the accumulated years
7.) Excelling every manufacturing process
--
he reaches them, Archer's most trusted blades, Kanshou & Bakuya (http://img2.lln.crunchyroll.com/i/spire4/e527037c5736e73588ab50e1e2fef1a11228662363_full.jpg) appear within Shirou's grasp, dual-wielding them as he regains full composure over his body and braces himself for Xion's next attack. getting into a fighting stance and waiting, he calls out to her]
Why do you want me to kill you?