Watanuki closed his eyes. His fingers gently flexed and played over the length of the spear, before nodding. "...Yes."
His eyes opened. Gold and blue lit up as he placed a fingertip at the point of the red spear, and he glided his finger across it in a gentle wave. Somehow, he knew the words.
"You who would desecrate the land of the Rising Sun," Watanuki chanted, his foot sliding forward across the floor as the ayakashi approached. "With my advent, I, Kimihiro, the God of Mercy, lay waste with the Jihiki... and expel thy vast defilement!"
The ayakashi flew towards them. Watanuki pushed forward with a flutter of petticoats, swinging Jihiki back to make the final cut.
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His eyes opened. Gold and blue lit up as he placed a fingertip at the point of the red spear, and he glided his finger across it in a gentle wave. Somehow, he knew the words.
"You who would desecrate the land of the Rising Sun," Watanuki chanted, his foot sliding forward across the floor as the ayakashi approached. "With my advent, I, Kimihiro, the God of Mercy, lay waste with the Jihiki... and expel thy vast defilement!"
The ayakashi flew towards them. Watanuki pushed forward with a flutter of petticoats, swinging Jihiki back to make the final cut.
"REND!"