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in English
The crowd continues to call with a killing frenzy.
Felser: What do you do with a body in such bad shape?
El Cid: Using my body as a single blade. And I get an explanation of the sword you want, polished by the Mine!
But other with swords settle again El Cid Felser without moving.
Felser: Even if you can distinguish the attacks at the speed of light, you can avoid these attacks. I'll cut to the very moment when I think about it, you can not predict my attacks. And we will not have the opportunity to discuss!
El Cid collapses while full of blood spurting around him.
Felser: It's over.
He pretends to leave, but suddenly rises El Cid. He began to mutter, looking remote.
El Cid: I can see the sword that is in me ... gross, solid, and damaged. And the Zan-O-ki you want ...
El Cid's eyes see the silhouette of mine inside the Zan-oh-ki.
El Cid: It's like the tenacity of mine, who wanted to create a sacred blade, his obsession ... took the form of a malevolent ghost. El Cid manages to capture the moment when the mine starts his sharp attacks and finally avoids the attack of Zan-oh-ki.
El Cid: Your true nature is not one blade of a saint, but rather an evil blade. Mine ... or not, I would have liked to say Zan-oh-ki ... a holy sword must not only be a weapon of overwhelming power. When dreams become obsession, one can only fall into a sinister way.
El Cid blind Felser and Zan-oh-ki in an instant.
El Cid: A holy blade must first be sharpened by the same kindness.
Felser, down, regain its normal size.
El Cid undertakes the discussion.
El Cid: You were so strong and kind ... why did you use a god of dreams to create such a scene of carnage?
Felser, quiet: Because I had nothing. I have not felt much when I knew my burns would prevent me from continuing as a fighter e. But I realized that I had no more feelings that I got desperate.
Felser look at the spectators went from excitement to pain.
Felser: I am exactly like that audience, El Cid.
Felser: You are mistaken if you think I was full of kindness. In reality, it's just that I had no interest in anything. The only thing that attracted me was to see you, which then filled the void I had in me. But I could not stay with you forever. I have departed ways the Saints when I was looking for a way to help you achieve your dreams. But during my travels I learned the death of mine, and only wish that I had has disappeared. I wanted mine can once again see his dream ... and was then brought back his soul in this world through the power of the god of dreams. And living the dream in his heart. Mine was all that could fulfill his dream, and maybe you come in this city and your fight against the Zan-oh-ki was also part of a dream of mine.
Felser is suddenly taken with pain.
Felser: Sorry El Cid ... I thought he would die with me ... but it begins to shake ...
Felser: Phobetor, god of dreams!
Of darkness out of his body and then converge in a swirling body of mine.
Phobetor: (This man was beyond my expectations ... hahaha ... I'll devour the dreams of all people here!) |
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