[ It takes a solid five seconds for Yuuri to remember how to breathe.
Her mind's still reeling and even though that thing is gone, the image of it still remains sat just behind her eyelids. She stays fixed where she is frozen and unmoving until something streaks down her face, a tiny bead of liquid. She doesn't know if it's sweat or a tear but then her mind presents her with the image of black ichor oozing from her own eyes and mouth and the breath all but explodes out of her.
Gasping and panting and retching, she wipes at her face, almost scratching at her skin until she pulls her hands away and seems satisfied that they're clear and her face unmarred by scourge.
It's only then that she lifts her head as well and meets Izunia's gaze. There's a frozen moment where neither of them moves and Yuuri can only stare at him while she tries to understand what this means. And then she realizes if this man is dreaming of a scourge-tainted Ardyn, if he knows who that man is and has just seen her wielding the Accursed's Royal Arms–
The Sword of the Mystic shatters into white crystal, then to nothing at all as Yuuri turns on her heel and bolts. ]
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Her mind's still reeling and even though that thing is gone, the image of it still remains sat just behind her eyelids. She stays fixed where she is frozen and unmoving until something streaks down her face, a tiny bead of liquid. She doesn't know if it's sweat or a tear but then her mind presents her with the image of black ichor oozing from her own eyes and mouth and the breath all but explodes out of her.
Gasping and panting and retching, she wipes at her face, almost scratching at her skin until she pulls her hands away and seems satisfied that they're clear and her face unmarred by scourge.
It's only then that she lifts her head as well and meets Izunia's gaze. There's a frozen moment where neither of them moves and Yuuri can only stare at him while she tries to understand what this means. And then she realizes if this man is dreaming of a scourge-tainted Ardyn, if he knows who that man is and has just seen her wielding the Accursed's Royal Arms–
The Sword of the Mystic shatters into white crystal, then to nothing at all as Yuuri turns on her heel and bolts. ]