[well this was different. ...not much else that could be said for the red-clad knight. though he was no stranger to the countless battlefields he'd been summoned to, having so suddenly been whisked away from his Master in the midst of an ongoing war and suddenly arriving in what seemed to be a normal westernized city...]
I couldn't have been dreaming... [this feeling altogether though... it was strange. the sky was not adorned by 1s and 0s. this was no digital plain of existence. unless he was suddenly caught within a rather potent Reality Marble. he could feel the familiar presence of other Heroic Spirits...hence how he wasn't about to rule out being in an entirely different world altogether- plausible though it may have been. it would settle in eventually though...]
A second standing here could be a second spent getting out of here.
[he couldn't sense his Master at all. in fact he felt no source of mana coming to him. meaning he was running on his own reserves... troubling as it was, he was also grateful that he was best suited as an Archer]
I should be able to maintain myself for two to three days without her. Though it shouldn't take that long to figure out what's going on.
[he'd start to revert to his spirit form eventually to better reserve his prana. but for now, he settled for wandering down the street of Goldenrod. funny, something about it seemed so familiar to him... in a time that no longer belonged to him]
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I couldn't have been dreaming... [this feeling altogether though... it was strange. the sky was not adorned by 1s and 0s. this was no digital plain of existence. unless he was suddenly caught within a rather potent Reality Marble. he could feel the familiar presence of other Heroic Spirits...hence how he wasn't about to rule out being in an entirely different world altogether- plausible though it may have been. it would settle in eventually though...]
A second standing here could be a second spent getting out of here.
[he couldn't sense his Master at all. in fact he felt no source of mana coming to him. meaning he was running on his own reserves... troubling as it was, he was also grateful that he was best suited as an Archer]
I should be able to maintain myself for two to three days without her. Though it shouldn't take that long to figure out what's going on.
[he'd start to revert to his spirit form eventually to better reserve his prana. but for now, he settled for wandering down the street of Goldenrod. funny, something about it seemed so familiar to him... in a time that no longer belonged to him]