[The Sorized Xion touched down on the ground shortly after the attack had released. For the moment, playing as observer as Roxas recovered and hit the shoulder pad of the armor; it dissolved with a flicker of light and there he was as she had anticipated. Surprisingly less battered than she had expected, but it mattered little to her. That just meant more fun for her, after all. More of a challenge.
She raised Void Gear again and simply watched him once more, readying herself for what was coming next. But this version of her didn't seem to be one filled with much patience and soon enough she was shooting off toward him- ironically, just as he was to her. Her swings burned now with something different as they came at him though, her eyes falling warmer by the second, blue now being tangled in flakes of gold that were slowly filling out to encompass the whole of them. Darkness permeating her strikes.]
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She raised Void Gear again and simply watched him once more, readying herself for what was coming next. But this version of her didn't seem to be one filled with much patience and soon enough she was shooting off toward him- ironically, just as he was to her. Her swings burned now with something different as they came at him though, her eyes falling warmer by the second, blue now being tangled in flakes of gold that were slowly filling out to encompass the whole of them. Darkness permeating her strikes.]