Leo sat on the fallen log, his bandaged hand shaking slightly, the pain from his burned flesh and sword-slashed chest barely eased by the healing potion Rin had applied. His crimson eyes, though tired, burned with fierce intensity as they met Rin's tear-filled pink gaze.
Her dark pink hunting outfit was torn, her face streaked with dirt and tears.
Even though Leo's pale face was glistening with blood and sweat, his lips curled into a subtle, playful grin. "Just for a friend of mine? Rin, no." His crimson eyes locked onto hers with a fire that took her breath away, and he spoke in a rough yet steady voice, "I don't go feral for just anyone."
"I would burn the entire world for you."
Rin's heart ached as she clutched the mask, its edges digging into her palms, and her tears came more quickly.
Months of suffering and bewilderment had left her voice raw and cracked.
