[Tartaglia watches as she ditches her bow, to stand ready and waiting for him, ignoring her words as they mean nothing now. Whatever nap or rest she's talking about doesn't exist until after she's dead, when he can follow his new siren masters down to the depths of their kingdom to serve them for as long as he draws breath. No revenge would come, as his blade is about to decapitate her and end the fight.
But just as he's about to connect, the electricity making the water around them buzz and thrum with power, he finds himself suddenly stopping. The hand on his chest sends a warmth through him that he hasn't felt for some time, flooding all his senses and dazing him as he hangs in the water in front of her. Ajax's expression changes in accordance to what the power of their bond does in sequence.
First, it's confusion, not understanding why he's suddenly halted his assault. Second, as that heat fills his body from the power that's beginning to coalesce at the point where her hand lies, there's understanding as his mind suddenly begins to regain clarity. No longer does he feel the need to be some lackey to those monsters, but instead his head feels full of thoughts of his trust and love of Yoimiya. Comfort washes over him in waves, calming and sure, his body relaxing as he begins to fall into that same trance he'd been put in once before when she'd tried to extract the sword from his chest. She tells him to sleep well, as his eyes lid heavily, a drunken smile on his face as she captures his lips in a sweet embrace.
The last thing he remembers before she breaks their kiss to draw her sword and free his mind is how lovely her essence inside of him feels, how warm and strong their bond is, and how he knows he can rest even amidst the danger of the remaining two monsters. Tartaglia's body hangs limp in the water as he passes out from the sheer amount of power that surges through him, expelling the magic wrapped around his mind, mouth agape as he falls into a deep trance for the next few moments.
When his eyes open, all he'll see is Yoimiya's revenge, of her wreaking havoc and leaving carnage in her wake. Those sirens really never stood a chance against her, for what they'd done.]
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But just as he's about to connect, the electricity making the water around them buzz and thrum with power, he finds himself suddenly stopping. The hand on his chest sends a warmth through him that he hasn't felt for some time, flooding all his senses and dazing him as he hangs in the water in front of her. Ajax's expression changes in accordance to what the power of their bond does in sequence.
First, it's confusion, not understanding why he's suddenly halted his assault. Second, as that heat fills his body from the power that's beginning to coalesce at the point where her hand lies, there's understanding as his mind suddenly begins to regain clarity. No longer does he feel the need to be some lackey to those monsters, but instead his head feels full of thoughts of his trust and love of Yoimiya. Comfort washes over him in waves, calming and sure, his body relaxing as he begins to fall into that same trance he'd been put in once before when she'd tried to extract the sword from his chest. She tells him to sleep well, as his eyes lid heavily, a drunken smile on his face as she captures his lips in a sweet embrace.
The last thing he remembers before she breaks their kiss to draw her sword and free his mind is how lovely her essence inside of him feels, how warm and strong their bond is, and how he knows he can rest even amidst the danger of the remaining two monsters. Tartaglia's body hangs limp in the water as he passes out from the sheer amount of power that surges through him, expelling the magic wrapped around his mind, mouth agape as he falls into a deep trance for the next few moments.
When his eyes open, all he'll see is Yoimiya's revenge, of her wreaking havoc and leaving carnage in her wake. Those sirens really never stood a chance against her, for what they'd done.]