" I thought your business here was done, " A hint of amusement flares up within the General's tone, golden hues half-lidded and tracking the shadow in the corner of his chambers with a catlike playfulness before he turns his attention back to divesting himself of his armor. It would leave him in a vulnerable position, this he knows, but then again━ had the intruder wished him harm, Jing Yuan would have been harmed the moment he stepped within the privacy of his room.
Besides, even without his armor, he is no less dangerous for it. His eyes briefly swerve to the glaive he has favored as a weapon since the day it had been forged━ by the very same person now stalking him, no less. Or mayhap not quite the same, much to that pesky ache hounding his heart. Phantylia's attack seems not the only thing that wounded him today. He must be getting more sentimental with each year, he thinks wryly. " Unless you are here to recall old times━ my friend. " / @helldevour











