[Vash had been slow to trust his own instincts. Knowing he could wield such power that the angel arm promised was frightening, but it was better to be able to know how to control it then to ignore all his instincts. Augusta had taught him that.
Only any mistrust in his own instincts for now is overpowered by the influence of Kipinns possession. Instead of falling back to the ground Vash wonders, just how high he can really go. He momentarily forgets all about Knives as he beats his wings, reaching up for the sky.
Huh, it gets a little chiller up here, but the rush of power it brings is worth it.]
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Only any mistrust in his own instincts for now is overpowered by the influence of Kipinns possession. Instead of falling back to the ground Vash wonders, just how high he can really go. He momentarily forgets all about Knives as he beats his wings, reaching up for the sky.
Huh, it gets a little chiller up here, but the rush of power it brings is worth it.]