[The thing is bigger than Zack had anticipated, or really given the beast credit for, despite his shaky position on its back. Anything else would have dropped by now.
And neither of them are getting anything out of this dead; he doesn't have any more time to waste. He takes a quick assessment, and shoves the heavy sword into what he hopes is where the monster's head meets its spine, the blade cutting past that thick hide with little issue.
The Buster Sword is sharpened to perfection, methodically prepared for all of the battles it never sees. and it hits its mark with a single shove.
And all Zack can think of is how Angeal would probably kill him for this. But there are no mentors here to pass on shame with a single glance, only a monster a good three times his size and a friend largely out of his comfort zone and in danger.
He'll worry about the guilt later, when he has time to consider arguing with the dead. When he has time to wonder if karma's coming for him.]
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And neither of them are getting anything out of this dead; he doesn't have any more time to waste. He takes a quick assessment, and shoves the heavy sword into what he hopes is where the monster's head meets its spine, the blade cutting past that thick hide with little issue.
The Buster Sword is sharpened to perfection, methodically prepared for all of the battles it never sees. and it hits its mark with a single shove.
And all Zack can think of is how Angeal would probably kill him for this. But there are no mentors here to pass on shame with a single glance, only a monster a good three times his size and a friend largely out of his comfort zone and in danger.
He'll worry about the guilt later, when he has time to consider arguing with the dead. When he has time to wonder if karma's coming for him.]