Or perhaps something along the lines of the same, only employed in different means? That may be more apt, in the grand scheme of things.
Still, the disorientation taken into this perspective is ever the more surprising and certainly not something he expects given that one memory has been showcased; though, the forest is unforgiving in the way it unloads visions. So, perhaps, he should have not given into underestimation for something that cares so little for the people to who navigate its treacherous depths.
The intimate thoughts that follow alongside the feelings that of which are not his own are also mercilessly upon him, such that he finds himself being more immersed in what's happening more by the minute.
He does not have time (mostly) to turn his gaze upon the other, though it shouldn't be too surprising if before it truly ensnared them too deep if he saw those definite cracks in that ancient visage. The double vision does not make it easy to keep track of how elsewise Robin is handling this, but in his heart he knows the answer to that, he thinks.
This seems indeed a far more personal battle. Jing Yuan simultaneously remembers vividly the discussion they held about Chrom — his fate. Would the display of his end be shown in this clash, he wonders?
How merciless indeed if that is the case. But, even so...Jing Yuan doesn't — can't — look away.
After all, this can't be how this memory ends, right? ]
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Or perhaps something along the lines of the same, only employed in different means? That may be more apt, in the grand scheme of things.
Still, the disorientation taken into this perspective is ever the more surprising and certainly not something he expects given that one memory has been showcased; though, the forest is unforgiving in the way it unloads visions. So, perhaps, he should have not given into underestimation for something that cares so little for the people to who navigate its treacherous depths.
The intimate thoughts that follow alongside the feelings that of which are not his own are also mercilessly upon him, such that he finds himself being more immersed in what's happening more by the minute.
He does not have time (mostly) to turn his gaze upon the other, though it shouldn't be too surprising if before it truly ensnared them too deep if he saw those definite cracks in that ancient visage. The double vision does not make it easy to keep track of how elsewise Robin is handling this, but in his heart he knows the answer to that, he thinks.
This seems indeed a far more personal battle. Jing Yuan simultaneously remembers vividly the discussion they held about Chrom — his fate. Would the display of his end be shown in this clash, he wonders?
How merciless indeed if that is the case. But, even so...Jing Yuan doesn't — can't — look away.
After all, this can't be how this memory ends, right? ]