Tachibana's stride is confident, full out purpose, his mind again the stoic mask, so very practiced. That it had been almost 15 years since their last fight was visible in more than just the wear and fading of Tachibana's habitual jacket. It likely was already very clear that this was not the same, frightened mess of a man Isaka had taken advantage of, nor was it the barely contained bundle of rage and anguish that had so brutally beaten the Undead who had been the cause of his deepest fears coming to pass and no longer holding power over him.
He had lived many lives in those 15 years; yelled at gods, faced the approaching end of more than one world, struggled through seemingly impossible situations and been hauled by the hands of friends from the depths of his own mind.
Compared to that... Isaka was nothing. Just a shadow of a past that no longer held any power over him.
And that he would make sure would never hold power over anyone else, ever again.]]
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Tachibana's stride is confident, full out purpose, his mind again the stoic mask, so very practiced. That it had been almost 15 years since their last fight was visible in more than just the wear and fading of Tachibana's habitual jacket. It likely was already very clear that this was not the same, frightened mess of a man Isaka had taken advantage of, nor was it the barely contained bundle of rage and anguish that had so brutally beaten the Undead who had been the cause of his deepest fears coming to pass and no longer holding power over him.
He had lived many lives in those 15 years; yelled at gods, faced the approaching end of more than one world, struggled through seemingly impossible situations and been hauled by the hands of friends from the depths of his own mind.
Compared to that... Isaka was nothing. Just a shadow of a past that no longer held any power over him.
And that he would make sure would never hold power over anyone else, ever again.]]