[the force in which she struck his sword away was amazing. his grip has loosened momentarily, afraid that if she had clashed with him any harder it might have popped his arm right from its socket. she was wrong. Emiya Shirou was as human as they came. a young man willing to defy everything to uphold what he believed in. if his body was battered, bruised, bloodied and torn apart, he'd be content knowing that at least he saved someone in the process. but he steeled himself, regaining his composure as he narrowly dodges her shoulder barge. staying on his feet, he lunged forward immediately to counterattack, slashing down once with Kanshou and then slicing upwards with Bakuya. if he stayed on the defensive too long himself, he wouldn't be able to amount the proper momentum to win]
You never answered me before... [he'd keep talking to her. he'd talk as he fought, silence between them only able to do so much in regards to finding out what could be done. if he couldn't analyze the structure of her armor or Keyblades, then he'd go about this the good old fashion way. talk to her as much as he could, bring her back and try and find some proof that there really was a side of humanity to her. the side that didn't want this, the side he could bring out...]
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You never answered me before... [he'd keep talking to her. he'd talk as he fought, silence between them only able to do so much in regards to finding out what could be done. if he couldn't analyze the structure of her armor or Keyblades, then he'd go about this the good old fashion way. talk to her as much as he could, bring her back and try and find some proof that there really was a side of humanity to her. the side that didn't want this, the side he could bring out...]
Who are you?!