[As Parrot calls on the Messenger's strength, it feels different this time, almost as if he was floating on the wind itself, and fast as a zephyr... The difference is... he feels no draining weakness this time.
The coils wrap tighter, slowly, pressing with horrific force on Yamamoto's sides.] Do not presssssume you know me. What hisssstory hasss laid out isss sssimple. The King ssshall lead the way.
[It rears up to strike, to take off River's head in one bite, when it jolts back with a roar, blood pouring out of a wound at its face... The coils loosen as the godslaying sword slices a thin hole through a section just to River's right...