[ When Yuna destroys the fireflies the light begins to return to Mordred's eyes. She blinks but her vision is blurry and her hearing muffled, she can barely make out what's being said to her let alone who's speaking. As her mind starts to catch up with the rest of her senses Mordred remembers what happened to her, how she'd been ambushed and captured.
That's why as soon as her bonds are weakened she uses what strength she can muster to tear herself free. Clarent materializes in her grip and she swings the massive sword at Yuna, mistaking her goddess for one of her captors. ]
Stay the hell away from me!
[ She stumbles forward and drops to one knee, confused by her exhaustion. What's wrong with her? She's never felt like this before. If not for her true nature as a Servant she would be unconscious from the massive energy drain she's suffered.
By now the cultists and soulless shinki pursuing Yuna have realized what's happening and rush toward the pair. Mordred stares at the blurry hooded shapes approaching, recognition cutting through the fog in her mind.
They're the ones responsible for everything that happened to her.
That realization is accompanied by a blinding hatred and an overwhelming desire to inflict pain. It's a feeling which bleeds through her link to Yuna like lava. ]
I'LL KILL EVERY LAST ONE OF YOU!
[ She roars and launches herself at them. Despite her weariness, she's more than a match for the humans. The ones who attempt to defend themselves fall beneath brutal swings of her sword. Others who pose no threat to her attempt to flee or plea for their lives but Mordred cuts them down mercilessly. Every so often she hurls a torrent of magical energy from her sword that obliterates anything in its path be it flesh or tree. Mordred continues to slaughter everything in her vicinity like a wild beast when all the extra energy she's expended begins to catch up to her.
With heaving breaths she hacks away at a corpse of the last cultist she killed, mutilating his body even further. ]
Think you can do whatever you want to me!? Huh!? You can't do anything now, can you!?
[ That Yuna is watching any of this hasn't even occurred to her yet. ]
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That's why as soon as her bonds are weakened she uses what strength she can muster to tear herself free. Clarent materializes in her grip and she swings the massive sword at Yuna, mistaking her goddess for one of her captors. ]
Stay the hell away from me!
[ She stumbles forward and drops to one knee, confused by her exhaustion. What's wrong with her? She's never felt like this before. If not for her true nature as a Servant she would be unconscious from the massive energy drain she's suffered.
By now the cultists and soulless shinki pursuing Yuna have realized what's happening and rush toward the pair. Mordred stares at the blurry hooded shapes approaching, recognition cutting through the fog in her mind.
They're the ones responsible for everything that happened to her.
That realization is accompanied by a blinding hatred and an overwhelming desire to inflict pain. It's a feeling which bleeds through her link to Yuna like lava. ]
I'LL KILL EVERY LAST ONE OF YOU!
[ She roars and launches herself at them. Despite her weariness, she's more than a match for the humans. The ones who attempt to defend themselves fall beneath brutal swings of her sword. Others who pose no threat to her attempt to flee or plea for their lives but Mordred cuts them down mercilessly. Every so often she hurls a torrent of magical energy from her sword that obliterates anything in its path be it flesh or tree.
Mordred continues to slaughter everything in her vicinity like a wild beast when all the extra energy she's expended begins to catch up to her.
With heaving breaths she hacks away at a corpse of the last cultist she killed, mutilating his body even further. ]
Think you can do whatever you want to me!? Huh!? You can't do anything now, can you!?
[ That Yuna is watching any of this hasn't even occurred to her yet. ]