He's so stuck in this moment of rage that despite managing to hit Matsunaga, as well as see the other turn and advance as a threat, it doesn't shake him from the induced blindness. Even if they were equals when equipped equipped (which, Masamune begrudgingly has to admit, is not the case), this is a thrown battle to engage in such a manner.
He doesn't seem to care, though, and the element crackling idly about his raised arm and hand, as if simply lying in wait for orders, does not melt away. His words are venomous and piercing. It's definitely a fury of the great beasts. But, this is the same type of fury that his Right-Eye keeps in check, that Masamune gets consumed hopelessly by and knows normally that once he falls to this level he has lost, regardless. Still, there's nothing to suggest that knowledge is presence&mdaah;if it is, the dragon whipping its tail is merely obstinate even to facing its own obvious fate. "Just try it, you—"
The sound of a third party screaming stops Masamune mid-sentence, the undeniable fury that's spurning his tantrum being split apart as realization comes over him. By no means is he suddenly lacking his anger, but what was almost a blind possession (and a very meaningful death wish), but he's at least in control as he spares a glance past Matsunaga to see the girl demanding a ceasefire.
"Olivia..." Shit. He doesn't know if her arrival is a good thing or a bad thing. "...Olivia, leave!" What he does know, however,is that he's not going to assume good graces suddenly when the price for being wrong could very well be her.
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He doesn't seem to care, though, and the element crackling idly about his raised arm and hand, as if simply lying in wait for orders, does not melt away. His words are venomous and piercing. It's definitely a fury of the great beasts. But, this is the same type of fury that his Right-Eye keeps in check, that Masamune gets consumed hopelessly by and knows normally that once he falls to this level he has lost, regardless. Still, there's nothing to suggest that knowledge is presence&mdaah;if it is, the dragon whipping its tail is merely obstinate even to facing its own obvious fate. "Just try it, you—"
The sound of a third party screaming stops Masamune mid-sentence, the undeniable fury that's spurning his tantrum being split apart as realization comes over him. By no means is he suddenly lacking his anger, but what was almost a blind possession (and a very meaningful death wish), but he's at least in control as he spares a glance past Matsunaga to see the girl demanding a ceasefire.
"Olivia..." Shit. He doesn't know if her arrival is a good thing or a bad thing. "...Olivia, leave!" What he does know, however,is that he's not going to assume good graces suddenly when the price for being wrong could very well be her.