[Whether or not the robot is capable of creating the monstrosities that stand silent sentinel to the unfolding fight isn't important. Not when an accusation has already been uttered; long since conceived, it's already being followed by cresting waves of anger.
When Mikazuki rips the thing apart, it won't be to find answers.
Being complicit is enough to levy rage against, crashing again and again until nothing but flotsam is left.
Takasugi will serve as the bulwark for it; his stance is steady as Mikazuki lurches back into him. When the boy springs forward, Takasugi moves as well, following behind at arm's length - assuring his path.
Eye trained on sparking entrails, the frame of the machine lights up with each new circuit broken. But there's nothing to glean; all Takasugi sees is wreckage.]
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When Mikazuki rips the thing apart, it won't be to find answers.
Being complicit is enough to levy rage against, crashing again and again until nothing but flotsam is left.
Takasugi will serve as the bulwark for it; his stance is steady as Mikazuki lurches back into him. When the boy springs forward, Takasugi moves as well, following behind at arm's length - assuring his path.
Eye trained on sparking entrails, the frame of the machine lights up with each new circuit broken. But there's nothing to glean; all Takasugi sees is wreckage.]