[oh perfect, the vine! rokurou internally praised eleanor for that action, grinning when the beast suddenly started to stumble thanks to the vine. he saw it fall, crashing into the river and its flames were extinguished. it groaned thanks to the fall, and rokurou knew this was the time to attack fully.]
Alright-! [his blood was pumping, his eye under his hair shone brightly, and he grabbed at the sword on his back.]
Form 9! [he took it out of its sheath, slicing at the daemon while it lay squirming while the waters consumed it and rokurou's attacks cut at it again and again. he sliced until he cut at its vitals, now jumping off of the daemon and then sheathing his blade.]
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Alright-! [his blood was pumping, his eye under his hair shone brightly, and he grabbed at the sword on his back.]
Form 9! [he took it out of its sheath, slicing at the daemon while it lay squirming while the waters consumed it and rokurou's attacks cut at it again and again. he sliced until he cut at its vitals, now jumping off of the daemon and then sheathing his blade.]
Final Judgment.