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The fina’s bell, meant to toll steadily through the ages, quickened, faltered, and drowned in a howl so savage and hollow it might have been the yawning mouth of the Laaxara itself.
Misaki knew for certain when the wind raked her skin that Ya-li’s letter had come too late.
Fack
When Mamoru threw the door open, biting wind burst in on them.
Oh okay so the raganese are attacking with wind but the govt is acting like its just a storm?!
The sky was the wrong color—not the blue twilight or misty gray native to Takayubi. This was foreign darkness, dingy like rust, veined with day-old blood.
Thats actually terrifying becase imagine if armies could wield tornados and hurricanes… like ya bombs exist but you could destroy countries with this shit and act like it was mother nature esp if ur govt is telling you that to avoid seeming weak
At Daybreak, it had been common knowledge that wind funnels could not be taken into battle.
even though she did not believe in sky gods, it looked for all the world like the dark finger of a god, extending earthward.
“No!” Setsuko screamed as the roaring column descended on her family’s village. “Wait! Wait!”
:( im dead ass bout to cry… i love setsuko too much to see her hurting like this
The death of a single theonite could cause a disturbance in the atmosphere. The deaths of so many—all in the same moment—hit her like a physical blow.
the snow acted like spinal fluid, shooting the agony up the rocky backbone of Takayubi.
Crazy description
Dozens of pulses. Gone. In a single beat of her own heart.
He caught her before she could lunge off the edge of the deck and held her tight. She shook in his arms.
I’m just saying I know damn well Takeru wouldn’t not be doing this if it were Misaki’s family
Misaki’s blood seemed to still in her veins. No. Not Mamoru. Not Mamoru.
:(
And you, city kid.” He pointed to Chul-hee. “People are still calling me that?”
Lmaoooo
“You have that thing Takeru and Mamoru keep talking about—that little telephone rectangle?”
Im DEAD
“I don’t know if you noticed, Headmaster, but the enemy is a tornado. What are you going to do?”
Why is ChuL-hee the smartest one here (outside of Misaki)
“Kill it,” Takashi said. “Now, go!”
-___-
“It was good to… I-I’m glad to have met all of you.”
I cant lmao
“I’m not sure I’m worthy of your pride,” Mamoru said with a smile, “but I will be. Just wait.”
Ugh
“Wind is faster than blood or water—more sporadic—but you can still pick out the bodies in it, like little fish in a stream—” “That’s enough,” Takashi said,
Come on clearly she knows what shes talking about
Takeru grabbed the front of Mamoru’s kimono in his left hand and hauled him out the door. “Your mother is talking nonsense.”
I could breathe fire rn lmao
He had spent his whole life preparing for this moment, fearing it, hoping for it. But even as his legs carried him down the mountain, he couldn’t quite believe that it was real.
HES TOO EXCITED FOR WAR
“How many men of fighting age do we have between this village and the western one?” “Two hundred and four,” Tou-sama said without missing a beat.
YIKES
“Your wife was right. The damn thing is coming up the mountain!” Not only that; the tornado was advancing faster than Mamoru had ever seen any theonite move over land.
YEAH MAYBE YOU SHOULD LISTEN TO HER
“Itsuki-kun is down there! Yuuta-kun! Your family—”
:(
“The only thing we can do now is avenge them.”
Yukino Sensei was the first to take a shot. Raising a bound-long spear from the snow,
Bro I thought he got hit for a sec
all the projectiles did was disappear into the vortex, but when he looked back toward his teacher, Yukino was smiling.
It’s gonna create a blizzard y’all
Yukino Sensei made a sweeping movement with his hands, positioning the spear so that it hovered in front of Mamoru. “Running start, Mamoru. Then spin.”
Stoppp is he teaching him in the middle of the war? This is so cute but also he’s probs gonna die :’(
At the last moment, he felt Yukino Sensei’s jiya join his own in an unbelievable burst of power.
Mamoru found that he couldn’t take his eyes off the broken body—the flesh, the blood, the hair. No matter how long he looked, it was a man. Just a man. That wind that had darkened the sky and roared like a god… the heart of it had been human.
His was the only nyama Mamoru had ever known to echo the crash and pull of the ocean itself.
Such beautiful descriptions
Fonyakalu are most dangerous at mid-range—two to three bounds. That’s where their attacks land the hardest.
Namimaru, in his left, he cleaved through all five fonyakalu in a single spin.
Ngl thats pretty dope
Yukino Sensei’s sword was Takenagi, the Bamboo Cutter, an elegant weapon with a handle wrapped in sage green and a guard of silver bamboo leaves.
Uncle Takashi was the only man in history ever to dual wield Whispering Blades. Apparently, his master, Matsuda Mizudori, had disapproved,
He didnt want to see him shinin
making Uncle Takashi’s eyes turn wild and Yukino Sensei’s jiya hyper alert, but Tou-sama was virtually unchanged.
Papa is a psychopath
childish dreams had not accounted for all the blood. He was accustomed to the feel of blood in all its consistencies, but he was unprepared for a world soaked in it. It felt heavy, sickening.
Rank and file Ranganese troops wear yellow. Their elite fighters wear black. If you see yellow, you stand a chance. If you see black, I want you to run.
“What do you think, Takeru-kun?” Uncle Takashi glanced at his brother. “Shall we see if these monsters are strong enough to face a god?”
Its like i want them to survive but i dont want them to win and keep on thinking that theyre this untouchable force
Ice Snake, it was called. But when two fully realized Matsudas combined their power, the resulting creature was greater than any snake.
Dopeee
It was the teeth of winter. It was poetry. It was God in water.
It wasn’t possible for someone to dodge his blade in that close. It wasn’t possible. Yet the fonyaka had done it, deftly tilting his body to avoid the bamboo-splitting lightning strike of Yukino Sensei’s blade.
Out of curiosity, Mamoru raised a spear and fired at him. The Ranganese soldier casually stepped out of the way without taking his hands or his eyes from his work.
this is insanee lmao
“Ni qie le wo de tou fa.”
What dis mean
Mamoru watched the inhumanly fast fonyaka break into a run. Reaching to the back of his belt, he drew a pair of twin daggers.
Was Robin a Fonyaka? Not me looking for him everywhere
The fonyaka drew his other dagger back to deliver the finishing blow.
Jk robin would never
Jaws of water and ice crashed together on the black-clad soldier, eating him whole.
Thats kinda sad
The dragon’s head exploded, sending a shower of splintered ice and water droplets in all directions.
HOLY SHIT
sansetsukon—a three-segmented Ranganese staff—a weapon Mamoru had heard of but never seen in use. The bizarre apparatus consisted of three short staffs, each about the length of a man’s forearm, connected end-to-end by a pair of chain joints.
The wind had hit him so hard that his skull had caved in. One of his eyes had come partway out of its socket.
Jesus
