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☀️ Arselia and Akonia

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Taking a deep breath and, with a trembling hand holding her katana, wiping the sweat from her forehead – in the process, almost slicing her own face – Aiyano looks around. Could it be that everything here, including the living and dead bodies, has seeped into the ground?..
With a gesture, she asks the women to move away from the holes and leans on her scabbard, trying to regulate her breathing for a few seconds using a familiar technique.
- I... am glad that this... didn't happen... - she finally replies, feeling relieved that she didn't waste her ultimate ability in the battle. - He's done it now. And Akonia knows how many of these arms he has, or maybe even more are growing? Disgusting.
Looking at Bajena with concern, she shakes her head:
- What a bunch of scoundrels... Does it hurt badly? - she winces as if she herself had taken a lot of damage. - I have an emerald. Although... Maybe it would be better to ask Kayasu-kocho, - she sighs and shakes her head - Sorry for dragging you into this.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.