@chainedloyalty (Nyx)
The battle had raged on for over two days. At first Sasuke had lead backup for the first division, lead by both his brother and their father, but after the enemy had flanked them, he had been forced to cut himself off to decimate the sudden threat, hoping the front lines could do well on their own. They had endured losses, but ultimately won and drove the attackers back off their territory.
It was a gruesome sight though. Sasuke had been full of adrenaline pumping through his veins, and had walked amongst the wounded and screaming as if cotton had been wrapped around his ears. He hadn’t heard them, not fully. Now, he was calming down and slowly, the gravity of the situation became clear to him. He screamed for medics to rush to the wounded he found, and for those who could still walk, to grab the corpses of their fallen comrades. He looked around frantically, hoping to not find his brother or father amongst the fallen.
He ran over a hill, eyes scanning the disturbed soil, when he spotted a familiar face. “Nyx? Nyx.” Sasuke almost tripped over the spear of a soldier, and knelt next to the wounded Nyx Ulric, a soldier he had become aquainted with. Nyx was so good in battle that lord Fugaku had wished for Sasuke to train with him, which he did. “No, no.” Nyx was covered in blood and clutched his arm. “Hold on. Medic! Medic here!!” Sasuke placed his hand on Nyx’s back to try and comfort him. “It’s going to be okay.” He couldn’t see how damaged Nyx’s arm was, so he let the medics transport him away, staying close.
“Hold on, I’ll come back!” the prince promised as he watched them place Nyx on a small white bed, amongst the other wounded survivors. Sasuke needed to find his brother and father first to confirm the outcome of the battle. “Report to me about his condition. Tell me when he wakes up,” he ordered a nurse when he saw Nyx’s eyes close. “Yes, your majesty.”
Sasuke was glad to see Itachi and Fugaku were fine, and a day later, he came to visit Nyx, who had been moved to a hospital. Sasuke sat down on a chair by the bed, watching the man. Nyx was bandaged almost all over his body because of gashes and scratches, but his arm was casked and clearly the most injured part of him. “Oh Nyx...What did you do?”
