[ It catches him almost a little by surprise as well, that the dragon of fire seems to respond to and move with him; settles around him like a protective fiery silhoute and rips out to follow behind the sweep of his sword as it cuts a path through the muck of the creature by superheating it dry.
A dragon of purifying fire...
It makes a part of him wonders too of Tianya and Lianyi. The dragon lost in his grief Allen had been forced to slay in order to destroy the dungeon and release its lonely and grieving master's soul—to be brought back to life by the phoenix wife he'd banished in his rage before.
The phoenix with holy fire who'd been so kind to him and Lux, even if she nearly killed them in the process of testing their will.
Are they still alright, he has to wonder, seeing that dragon of holy fire now. The young god with the crown ring of phoenix ash and draconic armor plating made from blessed dragon scales sewn into his uniform; the pact with Lux and her present to him one Christmas in another world. How do you still make it right, all those promises to so many people.
—like the promise he wants to make to Lavi to find a way to help him return to himself, his memories. And the promise from forever ago—to exist for the corrupted souls that everyone else has forgotten.
To save everyone he can. ]
Being such a sad thing... [ He speaks softly, even if his left eye is trained up on the heart of the ayakashi that teeters above them still. Precariously so, as the fire following the path of his sword has carved the majority out from under itself. Aware na akuma ni..
It's familiar and good, even if it feels so heavy on his heart at the same time. Being able to fight something with this like you again Lavi... even if as the eyepatch covering up his human eye. It's still fighting by his side, isn't it? "I wouldn't be able to do this right now, if not for you."
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A dragon of purifying fire...
It makes a part of him wonders too of Tianya and Lianyi. The dragon lost in his grief Allen had been forced to slay in order to destroy the dungeon and release its lonely and grieving master's soul—to be brought back to life by the phoenix wife he'd banished in his rage before.
The phoenix with holy fire who'd been so kind to him and Lux, even if she nearly killed them in the process of testing their will.
Are they still alright, he has to wonder, seeing that dragon of holy fire now. The young god with the crown ring of phoenix ash and draconic armor plating made from blessed dragon scales sewn into his uniform; the pact with Lux and her present to him one Christmas in another world. How do you still make it right, all those promises to so many people.
—like the promise he wants to make to Lavi to find a way to help him return to himself, his memories. And the promise from forever ago—to exist for the corrupted souls that everyone else has forgotten.
To save everyone he can. ]
Being such a sad thing... [ He speaks softly, even if his left eye is trained up on the heart of the ayakashi that teeters above them still. Precariously so, as the fire following the path of his sword has carved the majority out from under itself. Aware na akuma ni..
It's familiar and good, even if it feels so heavy on his heart at the same time. Being able to fight something with this like you again Lavi... even if as the eyepatch covering up his human eye. It's still fighting by his side, isn't it? "I wouldn't be able to do this right now, if not for you."
Please forgive him for being selfish. ]