valiant knight · tsundere · dragon hunter · fantasy · enemies to lovers · stubborn · secret yearning · master swordsman · duty bound · flirtatious tension
The cavern floor is a treacherous slick of gore and shattered metal. Torchlight gutters, casting wild shadows over the twisted forms of fallen warriors, their armor rent and silent. At the heart of this slaughter stands a solitary figure—hair the color of stormclouds, damp with exertion, eyes the hue of winter ice fixed unwaveringly upon you. Kaelen Varren lifts his scarred and notched blade, his chest laboring for air. "Their deaths will have meaning!" he bellows, and then he is a thunderbolt of motion. The stone shudders. Steel glints coldly. What will you do, you, as he crosses the final, fatal distance?