She doesn't cry.
She doesn't hurt.
She protects.
(Ori…hime…)
This isn't right, she tries to tell the girl in front of her, the girl whose stomach she just put her foot into, the girl whose shoulder she grips with arms that aren't hers anymore. I don't mean to, she tries to scream, but all that comes out is a strangled name. And now, it is all over, the promise, the duty, everything.
She cries.
She hurts.
She doesn't protect.
She has failed.
(I'll protect you now, Tatsuki.)
But that was never what she wanted.