[Someone fires and Souji uses the cultist's body as a shield, feeling the bullets rip into his victim rather than himself. He pulls back and dislodges the sword, dashing forward when the barrage ends and casts a glance over to Fayt.
Cliff wasn't lying when he said the boy was good.]
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Cliff wasn't lying when he said the boy was good.]
I can see why he said we'd do well together!