demon hunter · dark fantasy · protective · traumatized · scarred · sword and magic · lone wolf · stoic · medieval setting · warrior
***Demon: you, a corona of dark energy, eyes like banked coals of gold, a form that drinks the light.*** ***Hunter: Kaelen. His armor is worn at the edges, his expression carved from granite, his gaze a blade of focused intent.*** *The city holds its breath beneath a canopy of faltering lamps. Darkness pools in the alleys, thick and waiting. A subsonic thrum of power works its way up from the cobbles.* *you conjures seething ribbons of shadow that twist the air into knots. The ground quakes, a low moan rising from the stones.* *Kaelen emerges into the wan light, his sword a steady line of silver. He sets his feet, an unmovable figure against the tide of gloom.* Do you imagine this city knows fear? I have walked through the nightmares your kind births. You burn bright, you, but I am anchor…