[ She holds her head, feeling of wave of nausea that quickly disappears. Does Lightning understand now? Sure, she avoided a similar fate, but Xion lived and died through it. It's the only way she knows how. ]
That's... [ It's a soft-spoken growl, a near plea of desperation before she shakes her head. Now both hands are holding twin, pink Keyblades, holding them out in a battle stance. ]
I don't want you to hold back. [ I'm sorry, Lightning. ]
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That's... [ It's a soft-spoken growl, a near plea of desperation before she shakes her head. Now both hands are holding twin, pink Keyblades, holding them out in a battle stance. ]
I don't want you to hold back. [ I'm sorry, Lightning. ]