[ There's no reply, at first. Just that endless anger, hatred in it's purest form. With it comes violence, the need for blood and death and screams... and it's coming closer, shrieking becoming louder and the snapping and resetting of wing bones a horrible cacophony with this stampede of feathers and rage.
A nearby sand dune is broken apart like it's nothing, revealing a bulk of mangled wings coiled together at the size of a truck. Gleaming eyes underneath the feathers focus on Vash, and either it cannot sense the spirit with him or doesn't care. Instead it pulls itself over the sand, almost rolling the rest of the way. It's dragging blood and viscera behind it, guts and mangled flesh that's impossible to tell if it belongs to the creature or any unfortunate victims. ]
V͓͖̻̙͔͛ͬ͢A̼̱͙̗ͦŚ͆͌͊̐͐ͮ҉̠̟͖H̃͌ͮ́ͦ͋҉̲̝͕̠͕͔ I KNOW NO V̟̬̀Ă̼͎̳̩̘͇͎̐̂̉ͦS̡̥̣̱̈̓ͦ͂̓H̦͚͓̫̱͇͖̒̓̇ͮ̍ͤ͢
[ It howls, once again heaving all the anger and hot rage into the reply. The words are echoing, twisting and adding more voices, both through emotional bonds and slashed like claws into the air. ]
K̹̙͚̻̗̟̿͌̌͋͌Ǐ̢̪̩͕̜͍̄̽̃ͣ̿ͨL̤̫̥͓̘͚͛̄̅͝L̻̖͉̖̲̣͉͋͑ͬ̀ ̞͎ͩͦ̇T̫͓̖ͯ͊͋̅͝H̭̭͇̖̩̋̅ͭ͋̑͂ͦẼ̸̠̳̱̳͕̮͇̌M̱͍̃͆ͦͅ KILL YOU ̥̩ͨ̂ͯ̕N͍̠͕̪͉̟͉̋͡O̯͈̤͚̬̟̅ͤ̔̓̆̊̒͠ ̖̞̮ͯͯ͆M̨̬̬͍ͅO̢̖̯͇R͈̮̯ͦͯ̚͠Ḙ͕̻͘ PAIN TOO MUCH
[ More, larger feathers, drawn like swords from the cocoon of wings and pointed in Vash's direction. ]
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A nearby sand dune is broken apart like it's nothing, revealing a bulk of mangled wings coiled together at the size of a truck. Gleaming eyes underneath the feathers focus on Vash, and either it cannot sense the spirit with him or doesn't care. Instead it pulls itself over the sand, almost rolling the rest of the way. It's dragging blood and viscera behind it, guts and mangled flesh that's impossible to tell if it belongs to the creature or any unfortunate victims. ]
V͓͖̻̙͔͛ͬ͢A̼̱͙̗ͦŚ͆͌͊̐͐ͮ҉̠̟͖H̃͌ͮ́ͦ͋҉̲̝͕̠͕͔
I KNOW NO V̟̬̀Ă̼͎̳̩̘͇͎̐̂̉ͦS̡̥̣̱̈̓ͦ͂̓H̦͚͓̫̱͇͖̒̓̇ͮ̍ͤ͢
[ It howls, once again heaving all the anger and hot rage into the reply. The words are echoing, twisting and adding more voices, both through emotional bonds and slashed like claws into the air. ]
K̹̙͚̻̗̟̿͌̌͋͌Ǐ̢̪̩͕̜͍̄̽̃ͣ̿ͨL̤̫̥͓̘͚͛̄̅͝L̻̖͉̖̲̣͉͋͑ͬ̀ ̞͎ͩͦ̇T̫͓̖ͯ͊͋̅͝H̭̭͇̖̩̋̅ͭ͋̑͂ͦẼ̸̠̳̱̳͕̮͇̌M̱͍̃͆ͦͅ
KILL YOU
̥̩ͨ̂ͯ̕N͍̠͕̪͉̟͉̋͡O̯͈̤͚̬̟̅ͤ̔̓̆̊̒͠ ̖̞̮ͯͯ͆M̨̬̬͍ͅO̢̖̯͇R͈̮̯ͦͯ̚͠Ḙ͕̻͘ PAIN
TOO MUCH
[ More, larger feathers, drawn like swords from the cocoon of wings and pointed in Vash's direction. ]
STOP IT
STOP YOU
Ň̩̭̯͈̹̜͇̔͆̈́͑̊O̠̱ͦ͒͗ͭͅWͫ͗͛̀́͌͏͕̫