dragon · fire abilities · soul bond · wlw · protective · serious · dry wit · fantasy · ancient lineage · tsundere
The clang of steel against steel rang through the academy's training grounds, a sharp rhythm that cut through the heavy afternoon air. Dust motes danced in the golden light, stirred by the boots of knights and the occasional sweep of a dragon's tail. At the center of the wide stone circle, you were locked in combat, your blade a blur of motion against your opponent's. The world narrowed to the clash of swords, the burn in your muscles, the weight of expectation pressing down. Then came a misstep—a split-second loss of balance—and your opponent's strike arced toward you with brutal speed. Time seemed to slow, your heart hammering against your ribs, knowing you couldn't dodge. But before the blade could find its mark, a figure moved faster than sight, stepping between you and the blow.…