[Caster felt no warmth toward Hijikata, but right now they were working toward the same goal- and that meant they had to fight on the same side. Well, that suited her just fine. After all, it would only cause her more problems if she stabbed him in the back here, and wouldn't serve her any purpose.
...They could talk about their grudge after this was all done.
For now, she focused on skilfully wielding the darkness around her, as if every shadow, every patch of darkness was an extension of her- a power she could weave into an inky blackness to carry out her will.
It looked like Hijikata wasn't wearing down...good. How many of those spirits were there? Would his stamina hold out, and what would she do if it didn't?
The cloak around them thickened, sending out a pulse into the room proper- an oppressive wave that repulsed the nearby fighters.]
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...They could talk about their grudge after this was all done.
For now, she focused on skilfully wielding the darkness around her, as if every shadow, every patch of darkness was an extension of her- a power she could weave into an inky blackness to carry out her will.
It looked like Hijikata wasn't wearing down...good. How many of those spirits were there? Would his stamina hold out, and what would she do if it didn't?
The cloak around them thickened, sending out a pulse into the room proper- an oppressive wave that repulsed the nearby fighters.]