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- He didn’t need to defend himself, which meant all of his efforts could be on killing. His wings expanded and began to circle around the two of them in a massive black dome.
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- Wesker noticed he had been silenced. If they weren’t going to listen to him, then there was no point in leaving them alive any longer. He closed his fist. Countless spikes grew out from the wings. They quivered for a moment before launching out at the pair.
- “You caught me!” Shirou spread his arms. “This was always the dream!” Untold blades emerged from the earth. Swords, knives, even raw blocks of material that could one day become weapons fired off in a storm of metal.
- For every one of Wesker’s needle-like growths honing in on them, Shirou had a sword there to meet it. Whether by piercing or severing or even pinning them back to the wings they came from. Not one of Wesker’s attacks connected. Wesker’s wings were impressive, but he wasn’t the god he claimed to be. He wasn’t omnipotent. And that meant they could still beat him.
- But with every moment that passed, their chances slimmed. There was no end to the amount of spikes Wesker manifested. They sprung up and mutated out of one another. Shirou couldn’t keep up with them forever. But what other choice did he have?
- - Season 13, Round 5, /u/7thSonOfSons
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