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Picture I doodled when I was rp with @theheadguard

[pcnumbral]

"Hey Zenix, could you help me for a second please? Can you feed Dawn for me? My hands are kind of full." Garroth gestured towards Dawn's bottle over on the counter, his hands currently occupied with making dinner.

“...” Zenix gave Dawn a hard stare, then reluctantly moved over to where she was sitting. “...How do you feed a wyvern a bottle.”

[pcnumbral]

"Zenix." Garroth held a bloodied sword in his hands out to Zenix, frowning. "Where did you get this from?"

“...” He stared at the sword for a moment, then averted his gaze from Garroth. “It’s mine.”

[pcnumbral]

"Hey Zenix, how are you? Are you adjusting well to the home?" Garroth asked as he approached the Shadow Knight.

Zenix looked like he had just woken up when Garroth approached him. His hair was tangled and messy and his eyes were barely open. “U-Uh...Yeah.”

[dual--wielding]

Garroth walked up to the house, hesitating slightly before knocking on the door, shifting on his feet nervously.

After a few minutes, there was a sound of the door unlocked before it opened. Dante stood in the doorway, his expression showing exhaustion. He looked up at Garroth for a moment before he backed away from the door to let him in.

[dual--wielding]

Garroth entered the house after a long day of patrolling. He started to hang up his armor, looking around for Dante and the kids as he did so. "Dante? Are you here?" He called, before climbing up the stairs and entering the bedroom, seeing a sight that would traumatize him. "DANTE?! OH MY IRENE!"

Dante turned his head slowly to look in the direction of the voice, eyes bleary and barely open. “G-...Garroth,” he choked out. 

There was a large gash in his stomach, blood pooling on the floor around him and running freshly from the wound. By the amount of blood, he looked like he has been there for quite some time.

[pcnumbral]

Upset, Garroth had stormed out of the village, just wandering around the outskirts of it, when he had spotted a familiar set of Shadow Knight armor barely visible underneath some leaves in a particularly thick part of the forest. "... Zenix?" His voice wavered slightly.

Zenix looked up at his name, peering blearily at the figure standing at the edge of his small camp. He was wrapped in a blanket, sitting at the entrance of his tent, apparently dozing.

Suddenly panicking, he jumped up and drew his sword, before realizing who it was. “…What are you doing here?”

[dual--wielding]

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“Y-You want what?” Dante stared at him, eyes wide.