[and it all hits him. like a semi-truck had literally drove him through full speed. the bones in his body broke, run over by that truck of a hit as he was sent sprawling across the ground. red filled his vision, splotches of crimson scattered around him as he doubled over in pain. he couldn't even properly cry out with blood coming up. it must have been painful for Xion, but for a normal boy like Shirou, this should have killed him. it was terrible to the point that he thought he'd vomit up what remained of his organs, but instinct told him to hang onto something. give in and you'll die, his body said. but he couldn't respond. he couldn't even see properly his brains were so scrambled]
A-Ah-- [as he crumpled to the ground where he'd first started, Shirou's swords fell from his hands, the will to keep them in this world gone as they broke apart and scattered away with the wind. he could hear the skittering of the Heartless as they closed in on something...someone... who? who did he fight for? what was her name again?]
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A-Ah-- [as he crumpled to the ground where he'd first started, Shirou's swords fell from his hands, the will to keep them in this world gone as they broke apart and scattered away with the wind. he could hear the skittering of the Heartless as they closed in on something...someone... who? who did he fight for? what was her name again?]