Days blurred into weeks, and now, at the end of the month, Rion stood in a clearing and before him stood Kahrun.
Kahrun's face was heavy with worry as he stared into Rion's blue eyes with his fists tightening inside his bear bite gauntlets.
"Why can't you help me create it?"
Rion massaged his temples and snapped, "Why would I help you create an aura technique whose whole point is making you a better toy for others?!"
Kahrun lowered his head and mumbled, "I just want to be your shield."
Whoosh—Thud!
Rion closed the distance between them, and before Kahrun could even react to his movement, he punched him in the centre of his chest.
Woosh!
Kharun was unable to block and was sent flying off his feet.
THAK!
"Ugh—?!" Blood and spit flew from his mouth as he slammed into the cliffside.
Confused, he looked at Rion and mumbled while fighting back the pain, "W-What are you doing?"
