[A god can always feel their shinki, but a shinki has no similar awareness of their god. When Beserker barrels her way, spear impaling the snared ayakashi, relief replaces fear. She doesn't let it distract her though, hand clutched in a fist, wires taut.
At the sound of the command, she's surrounded by light, traversing the distance between them in an instant and materializing onto Berserker's body in place of his armor.]
You came.
[The words aren't surprised, but grateful. Irisviel allows the brief moment of sentiment, smiling at him. Blight burns, but she can ignore the pain as she focuses on the ayakashi still wrapped up in her glowing wires. She reaches out and focuses on grabbing the wires in her mind, pulling the smallest ones together. Her motions are mirrored in reality, wires vibrating as the ayakashi twitch and struggle.]
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At the sound of the command, she's surrounded by light, traversing the distance between them in an instant and materializing onto Berserker's body in place of his armor.]
You came.
[The words aren't surprised, but grateful. Irisviel allows the brief moment of sentiment, smiling at him. Blight burns, but she can ignore the pain as she focuses on the ayakashi still wrapped up in her glowing wires. She reaches out and focuses on grabbing the wires in her mind, pulling the smallest ones together. Her motions are mirrored in reality, wires vibrating as the ayakashi twitch and struggle.]
Shall we destroy them, Berserker?