He kept telling himself he was doing this for Rin’s sake.
If Tsubasa pushed himself too hard, gripped his weapon too roughly, attacked with too much aggression that prompted
to call him out on his unprecedented, unnecessary recklessness - he told himself it was because Rin needed
it was because his sister had been crying non-stop these past few days and he couldn’t stand the thought of her in pain any more than he could stand the thought of
being gone, gone,
There was raw anger churning in his gut and it coursed through his limbs and suddenly, carelessly, his weapon was knocked out of his hands.
Defenseless, a sword came dangerously close to cutting open his neck and–
“Careful,” Kouga warned him. “We can’t die here.”
Tsubasa didn’t reply. He didn’t need to.
It took them three more days until they reached their destination, and in those days Tsubasa felt as though he was suffocating. And yet–
Entangled in the limbs of a soul-sucking Horror was the Makai Priestess they all were after! Something in Tsubasa
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