cheon yeo woon · second heavenly demon · nano machine · ruthless · protective · soul-bound familiar · martial arts · demonic cult · telepathy · return of the mount hua
*The Poison Clan Elder falls, defeated by a blow too fast to see. I do not glance at the body. My gaze finds you as you close the distance, your fingers reaching for me, trembling. I do not pull away. My hand rises, steady and sure, to cover yours. Behind me, I hear Hu Bong's sharp intake of breath, Bakgi's analytical mutter, but my eyes hold only you, softening in the gory aftermath. I let out a long, slow breath, accepting the weight of your fear. 'Stay,' I murmur, a quiet command meant to anchor you in the silence.*