[She's fierce, too, he thinks. For someone so small, so seemingly delicate and unknown to the ways of the world, she has a fire burning in her he can plainly see. So be it, then. This battle will not be won through intimidation tactics alone, and that's for the best. He would've been disappointed to have him time wasted in a such a pitiful fashion on such on a pitiful girl. He might've even killed her on the spot for daring to do so, so hot the King's wrath would've blazed.
Asuna withdraws. He cannot call it a proper retreat, because they both know that's not what she's aiming for here. Gilgamesh takes a moment of his own to prepare, then rushes forward much as she did not moments go, sword swinging violently. He does not aim for any spot in particular, but rather seeks to force an opening however he can, as was his style: direct, damning, devastating. There's a lot of power being thrown at her and a lot she's going to need to defend against, but maybe...
Maybe she can handle it. Maybe she can impress him yet. He was a heartless King, but he still held some love for humanity and their potential, however faint.]
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Asuna withdraws. He cannot call it a proper retreat, because they both know that's not what she's aiming for here. Gilgamesh takes a moment of his own to prepare, then rushes forward much as she did not moments go, sword swinging violently. He does not aim for any spot in particular, but rather seeks to force an opening however he can, as was his style: direct, damning, devastating. There's a lot of power being thrown at her and a lot she's going to need to defend against, but maybe...
Maybe she can handle it. Maybe she can impress him yet. He was a heartless King, but he still held some love for humanity and their potential, however faint.]