[ While his arm does smart from the landing, Emet-Selch would say that his pride is far more wounded. Then explosions ring in his ears along with the all-too-familiar sound of machinery breaking. For a moment, he's wrenched violently back to Garlemald's early days of conquest and he flinches hard from Gokudera, scrambling back with frantic, harried breaths.
It only lasts a few moments, but there's abject fear in his eyes. He doesn't seem to see the teenager. ]
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It only lasts a few moments, but there's abject fear in his eyes. He doesn't seem to see the teenager. ]