Vanguard
Incredible. The more she opened herself to him, the more her own power surged. He could witness it now, almost in its entirety, just how beautiful her might was. But it was for naught. His own soul was coursing through her like electricity ran through circuitry.
Like a parasite or a virus, he was spreading through the tiniest of gaps and connecting with her, nearly merging with her soul but not quite. His hands grasped onto something, and all of a sudden, several magical circles appeared around them, spinning slowly like cd records as they ran through her information. But all of a sudden, the ritual was interrupted as crimson lightning cracked violently into his arms, shattering metal and magic alike.
Hrm. I see...
Had it been any longer, he might have permanently lost use of his arms as the threads forming his soul would've snapped and melted away. Instead, he managed to pull just in time, though the machinery and gears were already starting to melt inside her. Despite the gruesome sight, he didn't seem perturbed in the slightest, as if the loss of his arms meant nothing to him. The connection was short lived, but it was enough to get a good grasp of her gate, even if incomplete.
His mangled, burnt arm pressed onto her once more, and a lightning shock brought her heart back to life, awakening her forcefully. He didn't even give her time to rest or recover, as if he knew it was meaningless to give her such time.
"That seal of yours, was it a god's work?" He asked her with a grave voice that betrayed no sympathy.
