

They cleared the square before I arrived
Good. More room to run him down
My shield fills half the street
This blade has split men twice his size
The girl behind him looks afraid
At least she understands
He makes a sword from empty air
Fine. I brought enough
One clean charge
All my weight behind it
He'll move
He has to move
I brought enough—
A wall on my arm
An edge in my hand
Every trick that kept me alive
So why won't he give me one step?
Why does he look like he's waiting?
I brought enough
I know I did
The first black blade leaves his hand
My shield throws up a yellow curve
The hit rolls through stone
But the light stays whole
Then something long comes low
I brace for the sweep—
No, it climbs
My feet are late
Air breaks where my head was
That should have worked
The charge, the wall, the angle—
That should have worked
Sand buys half a breath
I drive my sword into his
Once. Again
No crack
No mark
Not even the courtesy of strain
He trades one black edge for two
And I stop counting hands
Then he catches mine barehanded
Like I handed it to him
I brought enough—
Armor on bone
Stone underfoot
A road behind me if this went wrong
So why am I the one giving ground?
Why is he still only watching?
I brought enough
I thought I did
He reaches for one ring
Just one
The pressure changes first
My sword knows first
It slips from my hand
My knees follow
Say something useful
Offer the blade. The shield
Don't look at the girl
Don't look up
He says no
Or maybe the hand says it
That's enough
Now run
I didn't bring enough
Not for that bare hand
Not for one small motion
That turned the square against me
I came here filling every doorway
Now all I want is one
I didn't bring enough
I never knew what enough meant
Mud takes my heels
The square stretches
No footsteps behind me
That's worse
My legs forget the next step
The shield lands first
Then everything goes quiet
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JPN GIRL
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万全の備えが一瞬で崩れる恐怖を、重いドラムと泣きのギターで描いたダークロック。自信が疑念へ変わり、最後には『十分』の意味さえ失っていく物語を英語詞で綴ります。



