Fuhh im too lazy to continue writing umm have a snippet hahahah hahah
āHarbinger? What- what are you doing here? Why are you..ā Gale began, slowly standing up. The other was covered in blood, well, not really. Ashes. He can only assume what he was doing beforehand. It was weird though, he never liked getting dirty.
āGale! Youāve been working on getting your powers back, right?ā He asked with a sharp grin, suddenly rushing forward and almost knocking him over. Bloodied hands grasped his shoulders, smearing sickly red against his cloak. āI know you can purify a bit now.ā
Harbinger just smiled widely, sharp teeth on full display. āRelax, Iāve been told. Donāt try to deny it, Windy.ā The nickname slipped out, foreign and unfamiliar on his tongue. He had never called him that before, yet it felt natural.
Galeās chest tightened at the name, grip tightening on his bow. He noticed how violent his flames were. As wild and free as the spirit could be, he had always had control over his fire and stayed in form. Something was.. wrong. No, different. His eyes caught the way purple and red flickered together, mixing and separating.
ā..yes, I can.ā He answered truthfully. It wasnāt much, but heās been slowly regaining his purification abilities. Harbingerās grin turned sharp.
The archer watched as one of the hands on his shoulders let go, moving over to grasp at the bow gently. Harbingerās hand moved the weapon to point at his throat, if there was an arrow, his neck would be pierced by now.
āI want you to purify me.ā
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