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Kirito.
The machine-gunner opened fire. A wild, panicked spray. Kirito didn’t dodge. He flowed —a blur of black and silver. The saber wasn’t drawn; it was simply there , deflecting rounds in a singing arc of sparks. In two heartbeats, he was behind the gunner. One silent slash. The man burst into polygons. Sword Art Online II Episode 7
He smiled—a thin, broken thing. “Wouldn’t dream of it.” Kirito
“You’re lying,” she whispered.
“Why?” she asked.
“If you’re right,” she said, chambering a round, “then that tower is ours.” it was simply there
Breathe.