[The sense of animosity in him was almost overwhelming. Thinking back to Sora's encounter with Saix, he could only wonder if perhaps this was the kind of rage he continually embraced. It was intoxicating, it felt powerful... it felt like poison in his veins.
His imagination raced, as if whatever he had for a heart was trying to tell him something. He saw him cutting this Riku down and in a world like what they were in, he could see him just making it his mission to make each one of them suffer for him being wronged at the Memory's Skyscraper. And then he saw Xion, wondering what she would think of him if he gave in like that. That sensation alone seized up in his stomach, prompting him to dodge aside from the azure flames instead of going with instinct and breaking through.
The distance was good for now, Roxas knew his focus was starting to waver. If he was going to fight this one as himself, he realized that being justifiably angry was one thing, but just letting his will cave to his pent-up rage would not win things here.]
Don't worry about it. And now I randomly tag before work.
His imagination raced, as if whatever he had for a heart was trying to tell him something. He saw him cutting this Riku down and in a world like what they were in, he could see him just making it his mission to make each one of them suffer for him being wronged at the Memory's Skyscraper. And then he saw Xion, wondering what she would think of him if he gave in like that. That sensation alone seized up in his stomach, prompting him to dodge aside from the azure flames instead of going with instinct and breaking through.
The distance was good for now, Roxas knew his focus was starting to waver. If he was going to fight this one as himself, he realized that being justifiably angry was one thing, but just letting his will cave to his pent-up rage would not win things here.]