[Oh, poor fool. Yukimura should know better than to go up against Masamune when he's on a quest for vengeance. And this time, Kojuro isn't around to save him.
But Masamune isn't driven by hatred this time, and Yukimura isn't just some roadblock-- he's the finish line, he's always been the goal to strive for, and this time he drinks in every second of this victory. The sting of each ragged breath in the back of his throat, the way Yukimura looks on his knees. The intoxicating rush of knowing that he very well could end it all right here and now, take Yukimura's head and let the whole world see his greatest treasure.
He wonders if Yukimura feels that same pulse-pounding exhilaration he sparked in Masamune, now that the tables have turned.
He sheathes his claws in one cool fluid motion and grabs Yukimura by the hair to turn his head and make sure he's looking him right in the eye.]
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But Masamune isn't driven by hatred this time, and Yukimura isn't just some roadblock-- he's the finish line, he's always been the goal to strive for, and this time he drinks in every second of this victory. The sting of each ragged breath in the back of his throat, the way Yukimura looks on his knees. The intoxicating rush of knowing that he very well could end it all right here and now, take Yukimura's head and let the whole world see his greatest treasure.
He wonders if Yukimura feels that same pulse-pounding exhilaration he sparked in Masamune, now that the tables have turned.
He sheathes his claws in one cool fluid motion and grabs Yukimura by the hair to turn his head and make sure he's looking him right in the eye.]