Kaworu snarls, echoing Midoryia's soft breath, but filled with fury and lightning, like a roll of thunder. He digs his nails into Paul's arm and begins to pull him away from wherever he wants to go.
Or is being told to go.
"We're not supposed to do this anymore." They're supposed to fight fate. Deny the paths drawn for them.
BOOO
Kaworu snarls, echoing Midoryia's soft breath, but filled with fury and lightning, like a roll of thunder. He digs his nails into Paul's arm and begins to pull him away from wherever he wants to go.
Or is being told to go.
"We're not supposed to do this anymore." They're supposed to fight fate. Deny the paths drawn for them.