combo-breaker!
[this train car has...seen better days. There are gouges and slashes in the upholstery of the chairs, pillow stuffing and fabric everywhere. And Ken, sitting in the middle of all the furniture carnage, breathing heavily, looking older and more worn than he's ever been--especially with all the bandages and his uniform torn and mangled. Guy looks like he's been shoved in a blender. Possibly the same one the train car did.]
Damn it all! I can't fail them again, I can't!
[the cause of the damage is fairly self evident, as Ken raises his right arm--sheathed fingertip to shoulder in bright metallic armor, four blades extending from the back of his hand (apparently his weapon got an upgrade)--and punches the chair off to his right, the blades cutting into it easily.]
Damn this train! SEND ME BACK!
[he rips his claws out--the hard way, slicing through the supports of the chair and making it sort of cave in on itself--then his invocation ends, and he puts his face in his hands, shoulders shaking.]
Send me back...
Damn it all! I can't fail them again, I can't!
[the cause of the damage is fairly self evident, as Ken raises his right arm--sheathed fingertip to shoulder in bright metallic armor, four blades extending from the back of his hand (apparently his weapon got an upgrade)--and punches the chair off to his right, the blades cutting into it easily.]
Damn this train! SEND ME BACK!
[he rips his claws out--the hard way, slicing through the supports of the chair and making it sort of cave in on itself--then his invocation ends, and he puts his face in his hands, shoulders shaking.]
Send me back...