[ Kido lets out a shaky breath, watching Nekogami lay waste on the Shadow. It doesn't even take a full minute for him to melt down the Shadow and possibly half the tiles on the ground. But she turns to Seto and looks him over, about to ask the same of him but it really doesn't need asking if he's okay— she calls Nekogami back to her side, where he casts Salvation on the both of them, but the spell isn't a miracle worker in the face of broken bones and punctures organs or whatever the hell is wrong with Seto. ]
I don't know about you, though. Maybe we should call it a night.
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[ Kido lets out a shaky breath, watching Nekogami lay waste on the Shadow. It doesn't even take a full minute for him to melt down the Shadow and possibly half the tiles on the ground. But she turns to Seto and looks him over, about to ask the same of him but it really doesn't need asking if he's okay— she calls Nekogami back to her side, where he casts Salvation on the both of them, but the spell isn't a miracle worker in the face of broken bones and punctures organs or whatever the hell is wrong with Seto. ]
I don't know about you, though. Maybe we should call it a night.