[ That's definitely a smart idea, and Minato waits until she's a safe distance back before he lifts his hand again. He should probably learn from Lucille's smart ideas and pull his own sleeve up over his hand to protect it, but instead, he balls his hand into a tight fist and punches straight through with bare knuckles—-
It gives a lot easier than he thought it would, sending him toppling forward, pitched down towards the ground with the momentum of his swing, into a shower of light as if the glass were just a mirage all along. ]
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It gives a lot easier than he thought it would, sending him toppling forward, pitched down towards the ground with the momentum of his swing, into a shower of light as if the glass were just a mirage all along. ]