[When Minato sends it reeling into the fog, Gundam juts his freshly unbandaged arm out after it. It's already marred with old bite and claw marks, like it's just commonplace to sacrifice that arm to danger. His finger tips brush up against something slimy and moist in the fog and he latches onto it. He can feel it's life force in his grip and holds on tightly, draining it with his Necromantic Touch.
Being stabbed and slashed at... he imagines it's a painful way to leave this world. And if a situation can only be rectified with a death, then that death should at least have some meaning in it's sacrifice.]
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Being stabbed and slashed at... he imagines it's a painful way to leave this world. And if a situation can only be rectified with a death, then that death should at least have some meaning in it's sacrifice.]