[ Sentimental it may be, but perhaps there's a nugget of truth in it. Perhaps, the two of them were old friends reuniting after a long while, where even if their minds did not recall days spent in a bizarre labyrinth, their hearts still clung steadfast to those memories.
...or perhaps not, and the thread connecting each wild card's hearts with one another was stronger than spider silk.
The flame in Minato's irises flickers briefly as Yu harnesses the whole sum of his strength. So this is what he'd wielded in the face of his trials and tribulations, what he'd used to protect others precious to him --
It's a privilege to witness. Minato doesn't mind surrendering to it at all.
Or rather, it seems he doesn't have a choice -- there's an even louder crack, the sound of his practice sword splintering beneath the force of his opponent's strength, throwing Minato off balance and onto his back. But he doesn't seem disappointed at all -- instead, he's... pleased, satisfied to have the opportunity of witnessing Yu this way. ]
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...or perhaps not, and the thread connecting each wild card's hearts with one another was stronger than spider silk.
The flame in Minato's irises flickers briefly as Yu harnesses the whole sum of his strength. So this is what he'd wielded in the face of his trials and tribulations, what he'd used to protect others precious to him --
It's a privilege to witness. Minato doesn't mind surrendering to it at all.
Or rather, it seems he doesn't have a choice -- there's an even louder crack, the sound of his practice sword splintering beneath the force of his opponent's strength, throwing Minato off balance and onto his back. But he doesn't seem disappointed at all -- instead, he's... pleased, satisfied to have the opportunity of witnessing Yu this way. ]