For a few seconds, his mind remained blissfully blank, but as soon as the monster's body hit the ground, Kratos realized exactly what he'd just done.
He feebly reminded himself that Sora had asked him to do whatever it took to stop him, that he would have wanted him to protect Tsurugi first and foremost, but that argument hadn't meant much the first time something like this had happened, so it certainly didn't hold any water now. In fact, nothing else seemed to be taking hold other than four words, cold and damning, that repeated themselves over and over in his head: 'What have I done?'
Thus, all he could do for several, long seconds was stare back at Tsurugi in utter shock, heart pounding loudly enough in his ears to drown out the world around him, even the sensation of blood dripping slowly down the side of his face. Finally, though, Kratos tore his eyes away, and in doing so, seemed to return to his senses.
He wiped his face again on his sleeve, struggling to keep his arm from shaking, and dared to look at Tsurugi again, this time seeing the dark stain on the boy's chest, although the recognition came slowly, as if he were wading through a dense, mental fog. He had to...he had to take care of that...couldn't let him bleed to death...
Kratos reached out with a hand and directed what little focus he still had on Tsurugi's injuries as the spell ring blazed out from beneath his feet. "First Aid." The mana obeyed sluggishly, finally leaping out and surrounding Tsurugi's chest with a faint green aura before the spell began taking effect.
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He feebly reminded himself that Sora had asked him to do whatever it took to stop him, that he would have wanted him to protect Tsurugi first and foremost, but that argument hadn't meant much the first time something like this had happened, so it certainly didn't hold any water now. In fact, nothing else seemed to be taking hold other than four words, cold and damning, that repeated themselves over and over in his head: 'What have I done?'
Thus, all he could do for several, long seconds was stare back at Tsurugi in utter shock, heart pounding loudly enough in his ears to drown out the world around him, even the sensation of blood dripping slowly down the side of his face. Finally, though, Kratos tore his eyes away, and in doing so, seemed to return to his senses.
He wiped his face again on his sleeve, struggling to keep his arm from shaking, and dared to look at Tsurugi again, this time seeing the dark stain on the boy's chest, although the recognition came slowly, as if he were wading through a dense, mental fog. He had to...he had to take care of that...couldn't let him bleed to death...
Kratos reached out with a hand and directed what little focus he still had on Tsurugi's injuries as the spell ring blazed out from beneath his feet. "First Aid." The mana obeyed sluggishly, finally leaping out and surrounding Tsurugi's chest with a faint green aura before the spell began taking effect.