[His chest is tight like it's never felt before, and unconsciously the hand that's not still grabbing the hilt of his sword reaches up to grasp at it.
The scar on his chest aches, it burns with an energy he's never known before, and between what he's witnessing and the blinding pain he lets out a yell—]
2/3 i lied
The scar on his chest aches, it burns with an energy he's never known before, and between what he's witnessing and the blinding pain he lets out a yell—]