"…Arawn?"
He vanished from his place.
And I felt his katana close to my neck.
My instinct kicked in, and a small shift of my body barely saved my neck.
Immediately, I rushed back, creating distance between us.
Arawn loosely gripped his katana, his eyes on me. "…Slow."
Aimar rushed toward me. "Himmel—"
"Stay out," I said, raising my hand. "Just stay out."
He didn't seem to understand for a long while before he nodded and moved away.
I relaxed my tense muscles, keeping my eyes on him.
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'No.'
I replied, extending both my hands to my sides.
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'I know.'
A katana conjured in my right hand and an axe in my left.
"Is this how you greet your master?" I asked, tilting my head. "Arawn?"
He kept his silence, lowering his body to get into a battle stance.
Arawn vanished again, not in a burst, not in a flash, he simply wasn't where he had been.
I twisted sideways as steel slid past my ribs, close enough that I felt cold.
