Editing Fate/stay night ~French~ セイバールート九日目-06.ks
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"Shinji[line2]!" |
"Shinji[line2]!" |
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− | + | I close in on him. |
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+ | There're no shadows to protect him. |
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− | Aucune ombre pour le protéger. |
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− | + | A few more steps, if I close three more meters, I can[line2] |
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+ | "Stop, don't come near me...!" |
− | Shinji |
+ | Shinji runs away. |
− | + | The instant I reach out to his back... |
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"[line2]!" |
"[line2]!" |
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+ | I feel a chill run through my whole body, and I quickly withdraw my extended arm. |
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− | Je ressens un frisson parcourir tout mon corps, et je replie rapidement mon bras tendu. |
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− | + | Something cuts through the air. |
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− | + | A sharp black edge cuts through the space I was in a moment ago. |
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"...!" |
"...!" |
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− | + | I stop. |
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− | + | I don't know where it came from, but in front of me... |
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+ | ...Is a woman in black who makes even the red seem faint. |
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− | ...se tient une femme, en noir, qui donne même l'impression de faire pâlir le rouge. |
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"Ah[line2]" |
"Ah[line2]" |
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− | + | My mind stops in fear. |
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+ | I'll be killed. |
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− | Je vais me faire tuer. |
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+ | I don't want to think about it, but an image of my head being ripped off pops into my head. |
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− | Je ne veux pas réfléchir à ça, mais une vision de ma tête arrachée me passe à l'esprit. |
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− | [line2] |
+ | [line2]This is... |
+ | ...A sense of death that the previous shadows cannot even compare to. |
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− | ...Un sentiment de mort incomparable avec celui des ombres précédentes. |
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− | " |
+ | "G-Good, Rider...! Don't restrain yourself, you can do what you like with him...!" |
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− | + | Rider's figure becomes vague. |
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− | + | I[line2] |