A Gale in the Darkness...

  "How? I’m supposed to leave in an hour. With Kouichi." Surely he understood his brother was wrong in the head since being revived. He’d readily obey Lucemon’s every request, and there was no way she was getting out of this one. It wasn’t something she had the stomach for, but the alternative—after releasing Kouji, she fingered the collar around her neck, pupils dilated with dear.

"I-I’ll try to think of something." if he didn’t then he had failed her. He wanted her to trust him though- so they could get the others help and do something useful instead of playing killers and slaves. They were Warriors and they had nearly killed the being that  ruled them before- they had been so close and yet they were so far. He put his head down “We need the others to help us though- and those we do not help we at least need their Spirits.” he was willing to do anything to get those Spirits too. It may have been cruel but he could not watch the Worlds suffer for much longer.

"I wish you thinking was fast enough to prevent this," she said sadly, taking another step back from him. "And as far as the others go--well, I haven't spoken to anyone until this week, remember? I don't know if anyone else is willing, so I'll leave that to you. I do know Ranamon won't be." Bitterness crept into her tone. It wasn't that she wanted praise for her beauty, but the Warrior of Water and her pretentious attitude did little to win Izumi's respect. "Just...what does everyone else even do around here?"

"Maybe I'm just tired of being dragged by the hair," she spat back, a bit of fire returning to her eyes. "You boys know jack shit about how painful that is." Wise? Hardly. But until recently she'd never put up with Takuya's crap, and old habits died hard.

A short yelp escaped her before she bit her tongue, squeezing her eyes shut tight to keep the tears from escaping as she was dragged backwards. Mistake, she'd made a mistake. "I-It's nothing! I'm sorry! Kouichi, please!"