Sousei can feel the drag on his muscles and limbs from how he already had overdone it before, but that doesn't mean he's about to give in; rather, he gives it everything he has even now, moving neatly with Shinpachi in their spar.
But it's a foregone conclusion and he knows it as well. He's able to get a few good strikes in, though Shinpachi manages to block them.
But it's as their swords meet again with one more strong strike that Sousei's drops from nerveless fingers; his arms are simply trembling too hard for him to continue to even have feeling in his fingers, much less continue to hold his practice sword.
Sousei can't even really say he's surprised. He frowns vaguely, flexing his fingers, but he otherwise doesn't move or so say a word. He's got enough to think about, it would seem--but he knows he's done.]
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Sousei can feel the drag on his muscles and limbs from how he already had overdone it before, but that doesn't mean he's about to give in; rather, he gives it everything he has even now, moving neatly with Shinpachi in their spar.
But it's a foregone conclusion and he knows it as well. He's able to get a few good strikes in, though Shinpachi manages to block them.
But it's as their swords meet again with one more strong strike that Sousei's drops from nerveless fingers; his arms are simply trembling too hard for him to continue to even have feeling in his fingers, much less continue to hold his practice sword.
Sousei can't even really say he's surprised. He frowns vaguely, flexing his fingers, but he otherwise doesn't move or so say a word. He's got enough to think about, it would seem--but he knows he's done.]