Without any hesitation, the Keyblade shimmered in the darkness, with six long blades attacking the silhouette from various angles. Entrapped, front and back, left and right, the man in black had no rationale to escape the cage formed by the blades.
With a sinister sound,
the sounds of flesh rubbing against metal echoed, and the intertwined shadows part.
"Well, well, quite a brutal greeting."
As if sighing, or even giving a bitter laugh, a voice, devoid of emotions, echoed through the air.
Paragraphs and lines don't convey anything; not even elements like lies or smugness are present.
"As for an unexpected attack, I personally don't mind. It was destined to turn into this sooner or later. Whichever side strikes first makes no difference. The result is already destined,"
