[Their conversation abruptly halts when Judgement surges for them, a swarm of black tendrils arcing for them. They shoot back, their sword up, slashing at the dark, clawlike drips of shadow reaching for them. They immediately dissipate on contact, but they can't keep this up forever.]
GO
[The implication is probably clear: go, and they'll hold it back.]
no subject
[Their conversation abruptly halts when Judgement surges for them, a swarm of black tendrils arcing for them. They shoot back, their sword up, slashing at the dark, clawlike drips of shadow reaching for them. They immediately dissipate on contact, but they can't keep this up forever.]
GO
[The implication is probably clear: go, and they'll hold it back.]