At this point, El was pretty sure that everyone was preoccupied with their own shadows to fight that he could half-care about his playacting. His head was starting to hurt from all this commotion and he couldn't decide whether Iwahijiri was less of a sadist than this group of people.
The word that woman had mentioned caught his attention however. Maintenance. What did that mean exactly, doing some maintenance but without them being alive? But he knew that kind of information would be more than difficult to dig up, especially in a setting where he no longer had power.
For now, it could wait since such thoughts was distracting enough in the middle of a melee.
El turned around to find Sora Himoto, busy fighting alongside her own princesses, but made no move to help them in any way. The girl was more than capable of handling herself in a fight - as Shoujou had quoted earlier, she's only clever in fighting. And besides, Karin Asagiya was the passive type of knight and if anything, would rather not fight, ally of women or not.
As he turned back around, he was greeted by Kuchinawa who seemed more relax than ever and with a weapon in hand. And he was yawning in the middle of the battle. Really now. He lifted an eyebrow, gaze falling to the dark stain on his uniform. It wasn't a normal Exaclan battle, that much he knew.
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The word that woman had mentioned caught his attention however. Maintenance. What did that mean exactly, doing some maintenance but without them being alive? But he knew that kind of information would be more than difficult to dig up, especially in a setting where he no longer had power.
For now, it could wait since such thoughts was distracting enough in the middle of a melee.
El turned around to find Sora Himoto, busy fighting alongside her own princesses, but made no move to help them in any way. The girl was more than capable of handling herself in a fight - as Shoujou had quoted earlier, she's only clever in fighting. And besides, Karin Asagiya was the passive type of knight and if anything, would rather not fight, ally of women or not.
As he turned back around, he was greeted by Kuchinawa who seemed more relax than ever and with a weapon in hand. And he was yawning in the middle of the battle. Really now. He lifted an eyebrow, gaze falling to the dark stain on his uniform. It wasn't a normal Exaclan battle, that much he knew.
"Can you still fight?"