The Hylian bares down but Ghirahim's yelling gives him pause. He can't control it? And... he would have given it back? Maybe... maybe Ghirahim really hadn't known, maybe he didn't do it on purpose...
Sola's snapped out of his reverie by his fellow construct's grab for his sword. It's easily wrested from his grasp, the prone man being much stronger than Sola could ever hope to be, but the tip of the blade scrapes on the surface of the red gem with a painful screech of metal on glass right before the sword goes skittering out of reach and Sola staggers back, holding his wrist.
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The Hylian bares down but Ghirahim's yelling gives him pause. He can't control it? And... he would have given it back? Maybe... maybe Ghirahim really hadn't known, maybe he didn't do it on purpose...
Sola's snapped out of his reverie by his fellow construct's grab for his sword. It's easily wrested from his grasp, the prone man being much stronger than Sola could ever hope to be, but the tip of the blade scrapes on the surface of the red gem with a painful screech of metal on glass right before the sword goes skittering out of reach and Sola staggers back, holding his wrist.