Reva
We finished scaring the dolls and I dove for our pile of weapons, scooping up Darsor and holding him close. It probably looked strange considering he was in weapon form, but I felt bad being knocked out while he was in danger, and needed to reassure myself that he was ok.
You didn't kill them. He stated, in shock.
No. There wasn't really time.
How did it feel?
What do you mean?
Not killing. How did it feel to do something for your race and not kill anyone?
It felt... More satisfying than my first kill.
Really?
Don't tell. I still have my pride.
I'm proud of you.
I smiled a little bit and squeezed his black handle before plunging his blade into my left hand. "Come out and play Darsor," I murmured, releasing all of my power into him and waiting for him to appear. And he did. Not in his full form, he was only a cub, but it was all the two of us had power for at the moment. I smiled at him and picked up the small cub. "Welcome back."
