It should've been enough, but Trunks had learned to make sure things were finished. Watching the crimson butterflies spiral upwards coldly, he pulled at more memories of the rage-pain-anger-humiliation-despair mixture that screamed in his soul. Feeding more of the emotions into Sunset, as she focused it on the abyss.
Low growls of sound and rumbles as the earth shook and trembled. Ghastly wails of anguish and frustration. A vision seen briefly of a young girl in a white kimono stained with blood, laughing. Soft and whispery words ("...are you leaving me again?") underlay that mocking laughter.
Which just triggered Trunks more, as Sunset felt through the link. Memories--cold inhuman blue eyes in faces too humanly perfect. Mocking him, taunting, laughing with cruel smiles that cared for nothing save their own amusement. A word associated with the rage and hatred of these beings floated to her--Androids.
"Not again." Frustration riddled his voice, determination radiating under the core of rage that acted as fuel for Sunset as she channeled. Crimson Butterflies swirled around, engulfing the ghostly figure in the kimono as the earth quaked dangerously around them.
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Low growls of sound and rumbles as the earth shook and trembled. Ghastly wails of anguish and frustration. A vision seen briefly of a young girl in a white kimono stained with blood, laughing. Soft and whispery words ("...are you leaving me again?") underlay that mocking laughter.
Which just triggered Trunks more, as Sunset felt through the link. Memories--cold inhuman blue eyes in faces too humanly perfect. Mocking him, taunting, laughing with cruel smiles that cared for nothing save their own amusement. A word associated with the rage and hatred of these beings floated to her--Androids.
"Not again." Frustration riddled his voice, determination radiating under the core of rage that acted as fuel for Sunset as she channeled. Crimson Butterflies swirled around, engulfing the ghostly figure in the kimono as the earth quaked dangerously around them.