光と闇

@kagayakuxryu 

“Kamui, are you alright?” Silas inquired, unable to hide the worry in his tone. He knew his friend was a worthy fighter – and a dragon, no less – but there were some things that were incredibly dangerous, even for someone with strength such as his. And, for as long as there had been dragons around, there had been weapons to slay them.

Silas had rarely seen them outside of…historical books or weapon memorabilia, but this last battle…The enemy had come prepared, and with a very clear reason.

They were targeting Kamui directly, intent on causing him severe damage – if not death. 

“You almost took a direct hit from one of those…one of those swords,” he breathed out, eyes quickly searching over his friend for any serious wounds outside of the normal cuts and bruises one acquired in combat. 

【♚】 Truth be told, Kamui wasn't good at hiding his fears, especially one in particular. It was an understandable fear -- the fear of weapons made to slay dragons. It didn’t matter how much blood of a dragon he carried in his veins, any dragon-slaying weapons were dangerous, even deadly enough to kill him with one slash if he wasn’t careful enough.

This battle was a frightening experience, he felt as though he was doing his best at avoiding attacks rather than slashing at his opponents. There were quite a few enemies carrying those dragon weapons -- he could always sense them. Of course, the people in his army were also aware of this fact. They had trained themselves to be on the look out for Kamui, and his servants were extra protective during these times of need.

Yet there was room for mistakes, even for the most careful units. The enemies weren’t weak -- each battle proved to be more challenging when the opposing army grew smarter and stronger. Fellow comrades needed to accompany each other, pairing up being the most wise decision. In this battle it was Silas who Kamui was partnered up with. An old friend and trust-worthy knight, they fought alongside each other, but Silas couldn’t always see where his friend was standing. A slip-up was made -- the Anya prince had miscalculated his approach, and the fear from within rose with great force, his heart racing during the time of dodging a dragon sword.

-- A miss! Kamui managed to survive such a brief moment, but his heart couldn't stop its intense beating. Heavy breaths began to form, Kamui’s balance becoming loose, leading him to his fall. A nasty landing was all he took, but the pain he felt would be nothing in comparison to a wound from those dastardly weapons. There was a few seconds of recovery, the instinct to survive kicked in, causing the prince to take out his dragonstone, using it immediately and finishing off his surrounding enemies with an aqueous blow.

He made sure to return back to normal after his transformation, but his breathing became more laboured than before. The fear he felt has gotten the better of him, losing his sense of logic, but all that was forcefully pressed aside when the grey-coloured knight approached him with concern. Kamui felt incredibly relieved to see his partner by his side again. Although he mustn’t let the other worry too much, forming a weak smile was all he could muster for the moment. The battle hasn’t been won, yet he had already felt the exhaustion of an aftermath.

「 It was a close call, wasn’t it ? 」 He tried to bring a bit of humour to relieve the stress, noticing the search for wounds on his person.