[ The blood from Minato's shoulder stains Thanatos' white glove in crimson. The Persona remains still though, unmoving as its mask's empty eye sockets gaze at the man before it. Thanatos stares, considering, evaluating.
And then it moves, the coffins adorning its back creaking noisily. The Persona slides its blade from its initial victim, silver steeped in crimson.
Minato blinks as pressure from the hand holding him down begins to lessen. He's being set free, no longer pinned to the ground by Thanatos' blade. Though pain arcs down his arm, he ignores it in favor of looking up at Sha-Ming. The expression sends a shudder through him. He's... never seen Sha-Ming looking like that before, completely composed in the face of a monster. ]
No -- Thanatos, don't --!
[ But it's too late, a sharp throb erupting in Minato's head as the Persona fights his commands. It thrusts its bloodied blade forward, driving it into the right side of Sha-Ming's ribcage.
Here on the shore, a nightmarish blood oath is forged. ]
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And then it moves, the coffins adorning its back creaking noisily. The Persona slides its blade from its initial victim, silver steeped in crimson.
Minato blinks as pressure from the hand holding him down begins to lessen. He's being set free, no longer pinned to the ground by Thanatos' blade. Though pain arcs down his arm, he ignores it in favor of looking up at Sha-Ming. The expression sends a shudder through him. He's... never seen Sha-Ming looking like that before, completely composed in the face of a monster. ]
No -- Thanatos, don't --!
[ But it's too late, a sharp throb erupting in Minato's head as the Persona fights his commands. It thrusts its bloodied blade forward, driving it into the right side of Sha-Ming's ribcage.
Here on the shore, a nightmarish blood oath is forged. ]