โHaah.โ
Breathing heavily as the tension is gone, turning to his tv still looking at the place she left from.
What just?
Crawling closer to the tv still staring.
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try to pretend like he cared?
Why didn't she kill him?! It was...weird.
And yet the television never turned off, stuck on the same scenery.
โA-ah.โ
The would be groan of pain is nothing more than a whimper as he releases the womanโs ankles.
Falling onto his back.
Can he even conjure up his projection anymore?
Heโs gonna die??!?
Slowly as she held his heart, she would push him off of her, or at least, trying to get him to unhand her ankles.
๐๐ฐ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ข๐ค๐ต ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ค๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ!
Another burst of psychic strength on his body, and yet she couldn't quite get into it. She didn't...want to kill him.
โGH!โ
Face tensing in pain as he hunches over.
Not as painful as the first one, this seems more defensive than an offensive killing move.
She doesnโt really want to huh?
โWhy do you want to die?โ
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She growled, almost trying to control his hand to force a self-defensive action, again putting pressure on his heart.
โHuh?โ
The voice echoing through his head throws him for a loop, she didnโt open her mouth at all.
Itโs like he has headphones in.
Fully relaxed not intending to fight anymore.
โ
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A voice spoke out in his head. And while they both spoke the same language in Japanese...the way she spoke it was not like how she appeared, but more like a grandmother in age.
Old - archaic even.
It feels as if the will the fight from earlier has been drained out of her, even the terrifying presence of the apparition that attempted to kill him is gone.
Justโฆ this.
Confused.
โCan you speak?โ
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She feared what he could do to her. Something that happened to her all those years ago.
And yet despite knowing she could fight it off...the fear held it's grip upon her mind.
Ready to finish off the current threat he raises his foot.
Preparing to stomp his foot into her head until itโs nothing there, if that would even work.
But he stops.
Lowering his foot.
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Her eye was seen once more.
Tears of blood ran down her face as she stared.
How powerless she felt...even if she had it, she couldn't muster it in this situation.
Reacting quickly as the thrashing around makes him stumble but he locks his grip down further.
Grip comparable to something inhuman as he feels her mushy flesh.
Gritting his teeth and yanking her back into the room making her fall onto her bottom.
โ
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to have the man let go of her, her face wasn't seen, but her body had all of that fear that her face was unneeded.
Eyes widen.
Tossed back into his wall he lets out a grunt as the force he was slammed with caused a dent in the wall.
He can read full well as to what that Kanjji meant
Whereโs she going?!
โ
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despite it not being able to reach.
A circle appeared, kanju for the word "Curse" appeared in the center. Aimed to thrust him with psychic energy to push him back towards the wall.
But with that, she would immediately try to crawl back into the television.









