[Although he wasn't quite in the path of the bridge, it was hard not to notice that they were being pushed back more forcibly in that area than around the rest of the battlefield. And so Saitou quickly made an executive decision: leave the rest of his unit where they were, to cover the area they'd been placed at in the overall strategy...while he himself made his way to the bridge to give their allies the extra push they clearly needed.
One of him ought to be worth plenty of their enemies, anyway.
But as he got closer, there was something familiar about that glint of red pressing its way forward -
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One of him ought to be worth plenty of their enemies, anyway.
But as he got closer, there was something familiar about that glint of red pressing its way forward -
- no way.]
Yukimura-dono?