[...Tch. The feral look in Adachi's eyes dulls itself out as he fixes Ichigo with a dissatisfied frown.]
You really should've listened to me, y'know? I mean, I did warn you.
[But in spite of that remark, Magatsu-Izanagi finally relents. The lightning stops and the bloody red specter disappears, leaving nothing between the detective and the wounded vampire. Nothing but the fog, along with something else in the air that hangs even heavier over the both of them.
No real sense in beating a dead horse, is there? No matter how good it seems to make him feel, or how effectively it seems to muffle out the rest of that unpleasant noise.]
Just don't expect me to go so easy on you again. Because next time, I won't hold back. You understand?
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You really should've listened to me, y'know? I mean, I did warn you.
[But in spite of that remark, Magatsu-Izanagi finally relents. The lightning stops and the bloody red specter disappears, leaving nothing between the detective and the wounded vampire. Nothing but the fog, along with something else in the air that hangs even heavier over the both of them.
No real sense in beating a dead horse, is there? No matter how good it seems to make him feel, or how effectively it seems to muffle out the rest of that unpleasant noise.]
Just don't expect me to go so easy on you again. Because next time, I won't hold back. You understand?