[Kanji even had to look away as its inky blood poured with full force. The death of a kishin egg was typically denoted by a burst of energy from all of its stolen souls, leaving no corpse. This one, however, seemed to melt away like heated wax while locked in its final convulsions, leaving behind that bright red soul.]
[He focused on his ribbon-covered hand, nothing she felt passing him by in their resonance link.]
Hey. What're you sorry for? You took out the kishin egg!
[He wiggled his fingers a little.]
Besides, you're touchin' my hand right now and nothin's different, y'know?
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[He focused on his ribbon-covered hand, nothing she felt passing him by in their resonance link.]
Hey. What're you sorry for? You took out the kishin egg!
[He wiggled his fingers a little.]
Besides, you're touchin' my hand right now and nothin's different, y'know?