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- Wesker flicked his wrist in his direction. One of his wings lashed at Shirou. It’s tip exploded out into dozens of pointed tentacles. From Shirou’s hand bloomed the form of a familiar pink flower. The shield that never falters. Rho Aias. Despite under innumerous impacts from Wesker’s wing, Shirou stood firm behind that wall.
- “Withstood pain of unending loss, but my hands still hold nothing.
- “Yet my fire will never die.”
- Wesker’s wing finally bored through Shirou’s defense. Each tendril pulled back like a viper ready to pounce. And still, Shirou did not hesitate. He did not step back, or step down.
- - Season 13, Round 5, /u/7thSonOfSons
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