The Sword Card, from 'Cardcaptor Sakura'
The Sword, Zangetsu and Ichigo
Blade
Zangetsu did not like this.
He did not like this at all.
He had felt no sense of worry when Ichigo had leant to pick up the brooch, but now, all of a sudden, there was a strange presence in his mind, and Ichigo was screaming (loudly, annoyingly) that he couldn't move any of his limbs. He was pretty sure that he couldn't rely on that hollow that haunted Ichigo's mind, either. He was just laughing that Ichigo got thrown over by a piece of jewellery.
He sighed, and closed his eyes as a large, diamond-tipped sword materialised in front of them all.
The Sword was used to chivalry. He was expecting a fight.
What he was not expecting was a pissed off orange-haired teenage boy, who was used to being thrown around in his own body, head-butting the blade so hard that it cracked.
"Fuck you!"
A card fell to the ground.
Ichigo, having regained his body, leant to pick it up, frowning.
"What the fuck is an 'Ichigo Card'?"