[[Tachibana slowly rises from where he had landed, feeling the heat of the explosion at this back, the crack of Isaka's belt seemingly just as loud to his ears as it was to Isaka's own.
Reaching for his Belt, he releases his transformation, turning to face Isaka with his own face, no longer hidden behind Garren's mask.
Isaka's form warping back to human, he half expected. The last moments the Royal Undead had before being sealed they often clung to that form, one last question, one last protest, one last gambit...
He reaches into his jacket, only to pause. He had no Blanks, all of his cards were full. And he very much doubted that he could seal Isaka with his own, already occupied card...
So he simply watches. Waiting to see what would happen. Waiting to see what Isaka would say.
.. but one thing did come to mind, as he watched the Undead's chest heave with pained exertion, struggling against the damage he had taken]]
Do you understand, now? You're not a threat to me. And you never will be, ever again.
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Reaching for his Belt, he releases his transformation, turning to face Isaka with his own face, no longer hidden behind Garren's mask.
Isaka's form warping back to human, he half expected. The last moments the Royal Undead had before being sealed they often clung to that form, one last question, one last protest, one last gambit...
He reaches into his jacket, only to pause. He had no Blanks, all of his cards were full. And he very much doubted that he could seal Isaka with his own, already occupied card...
So he simply watches. Waiting to see what would happen. Waiting to see what Isaka would say.
.. but one thing did come to mind, as he watched the Undead's chest heave with pained exertion, struggling against the damage he had taken]]
Do you understand, now? You're not a threat to me. And you never will be, ever again.