The phantoms both froze at Anthy's admission, the boy seeming to blanch for a moment. No, not blanch, fade. Sufficiently agitated, the Phantom of Dios began to howl epithets that were lost to the charged air of the arena. The Phantom of Utena simply watched, looking between Mary and Anthy with dead eyes.
The woman stood before her, stance familiar, even if her build wasn't. For a moment, Anthy could almost see the future she snatched from Utena in fear and selfishness. A backbone of steel, weary but still compassionate despite herself. She'd borne witness to someone standing in defence of her too many times.
"Go on," the rose-haired girl's voice seemed to distort slightly, the rage draining out of her voice by the syllable. "The hard part's over, Himemiya."
The Phantom's eyes cleared suddenly, brilliant baby blue for a moment before the color started to fade. Anthy gasped and dropped to her knees, sobbing as the floor of the arena began to shake.
Re: B
The woman stood before her, stance familiar, even if her build wasn't. For a moment, Anthy could almost see the future she snatched from Utena in fear and selfishness. A backbone of steel, weary but still compassionate despite herself. She'd borne witness to someone standing in defence of her too many times.
"Go on," the rose-haired girl's voice seemed to distort slightly, the rage draining out of her voice by the syllable. "The hard part's over, Himemiya."
The Phantom's eyes cleared suddenly, brilliant baby blue for a moment before the color started to fade. Anthy gasped and dropped to her knees, sobbing as the floor of the arena began to shake.