[ If he hadn't seen Ryoji standing in the exact spot this creature appeared in, Yato wouldn't be able to believe it could house a human. Even now he has his doubts. There's nothing sentient in its single-minded devotion to death.
But a mindless sword is a predictable one. Yato raises his sword to parry, and even he's a little surprised to find that he raises it in time. The sawtooth edge of the creature's sword drags at Yato's, ripping Yato's stance wide as he allows his sword to slide past his body rather than absorb the full shock of that torrential blow.
He's never been in a real swordfight before -- kendo with Yamato is playtime compared to this -- and yet movement comes naturally. Like a dance. He only has to feel the flow. If this creature is raw force, then Yato is water. Wrenched sideways, his body rides the momentum. He whirls -- and though the creature has oddly recoiled, Yato won't relent. If Thanatos doesn't move, it'll find a savage tornado of a kick to its masked head. ]
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But a mindless sword is a predictable one. Yato raises his sword to parry, and even he's a little surprised to find that he raises it in time. The sawtooth edge of the creature's sword drags at Yato's, ripping Yato's stance wide as he allows his sword to slide past his body rather than absorb the full shock of that torrential blow.
He's never been in a real swordfight before -- kendo with Yamato is playtime compared to this -- and yet movement comes naturally. Like a dance. He only has to feel the flow. If this creature is raw force, then Yato is water. Wrenched sideways, his body rides the momentum. He whirls -- and though the creature has oddly recoiled, Yato won't relent. If Thanatos doesn't move, it'll find a savage tornado of a kick to its masked head. ]
Ryoji! I know you're in there, you sunny asshole!