"Khhh-FFFFHHHWWSSSS-!" Gongenzaka's return to consciousness is a rough one, accented by rasping chokes and coughs that are far from helped by the miasma he's now abruptly being acquainted with. One could say he's been smoking, literally- but no, that was just his soul.
Perhaps a hair of a broken 'you're hurting us' made it through before he was pulled back- unwitting, as immediate as one would gasp in pain when stubbing their toe. It matters not.
They'll see her soon.
"Ahead," he rasps, still coughing up a storm as he somehow manages to stay on his feet. "That is her, ahead- kfh!"
"...She should know, that we are coming, at least," he wheezes, trying to shake himself into strength. His footsteps tremble slightly- but already he tries to move forward to their 'goal'.
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Perhaps a hair of a broken 'you're hurting us' made it through before he was pulled back- unwitting, as immediate as one would gasp in pain when stubbing their toe. It matters not.
They'll see her soon.
"Ahead," he rasps, still coughing up a storm as he somehow manages to stay on his feet. "That is her, ahead- kfh!"
"...She should know, that we are coming, at least," he wheezes, trying to shake himself into strength. His footsteps tremble slightly- but already he tries to move forward to their 'goal'.