We both fell to our knees, under the shade of the Cherry Blossom tree. Blood was seeping from her chest plate, while my arm was only attached by the remains of my armor.
We both looked at each other. We both knew what honor and our flags ordered us to do. We were both supposed to sacrifice ourselves in order to ensure the other didn't survive.
Cherry blossoms slowly fell as we stared at each other.
When they found our bodies, our swords were out, and they were plunged into flesh.
The fact it was our own didn't actually matter.
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