After voring the Princess, there's really not much that anyone has to say in the situation. Twelve is plenty occupied pulling the sword free and shifting just slightly away from Gyre's attempts to defend the Princess from nothing.
It takes a few more moments, but eventually the sword pops free of Luka's forehead. Gravity rudely re-asserts itself over the blade the moment the tip is free and the entire metal weapon drops to the ground with a clatter. A few rocks bounce in several directions from the weight, but the blade lays there... very much looking like the blade Luka had used previously. How?
"Not yours. His. Break it." Twelve adds, hissing again as she shifts her body. Her coils move away, finally allowing Eight to shuffle away and allow Six to shuffle closer.
Eight is making his way... where?
To a bench, actually, off at the side of the garden. He wants to sit away from all this bustle. Six, meanwhile, is back with another vegetable in his hand that he's idly taking flakes off of and eating like it's an edible flower. Don't mind him, he's here for the show.
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It takes a few more moments, but eventually the sword pops free of Luka's forehead. Gravity rudely re-asserts itself over the blade the moment the tip is free and the entire metal weapon drops to the ground with a clatter. A few rocks bounce in several directions from the weight, but the blade lays there... very much looking like the blade Luka had used previously. How?
"Not yours. His. Break it." Twelve adds, hissing again as she shifts her body. Her coils move away, finally allowing Eight to shuffle away and allow Six to shuffle closer.
Eight is making his way... where?
To a bench, actually, off at the side of the garden. He wants to sit away from all this bustle. Six, meanwhile, is back with another vegetable in his hand that he's idly taking flakes off of and eating like it's an edible flower. Don't mind him, he's here for the show.