[They're not strong enough. Not strong enough to break free, not strong enough to save them, not strong enough to do anything. The pain of their failure burns more than the whistling gap in their chest, more than the drops of their blood splattering against the ground.]
[What good are they? What good are they?]
[Their whole body trembles, and hot tears drip down Shiro's armor.]
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[What good are they? What good are they?]
[Their whole body trembles, and hot tears drip down Shiro's armor.]