"What are you do... uuughn..."<br/><br/>Sinking to his knees, Kyre felt like he had a full night's sleep in a few seconds. The sensation was undescribable, as if Tyrissa, the Goddess of Nature, had suddenly beckoned him to take her sacred virginity. His swords fell from his hands, his eyes slowly lidding shut to feel sleep's gentle embrace. In the distance, he could hear the bloodied screams of the men pursuing him, only for his ears to be filled with the soft song of Hikaru's voice.<br/><br/>Then it stopped, like the entirety of those feelings were lifted. Blinking, Kyre turned his head slightly to Hikaru, a smile upon her face. Nodding at her words, Kyre retrieved his swords, twirling them into their scabbards with newfound strength before heading towards the cave entrance. Approaching it, he saw the other twin, Tsukiko, standing before a sight of immense carnage. Kyre was glad he had done his own fair share of killing, because the sight would have made any other being vomit. The only survivors were trapped in a deadly circle, surrounded by floating blades.<br/><br/>"At least you were true to your word..." Kyre said to Tsukiko. He looked upon the poor wretches, taking in the clothing they wore, the symbolic tattooes upon their skin and the color of their eyes. "Drows... hmph. Looks like Dessius is still after my hide..." Turning to the twins, he gave them a gentle nod. "Thank you for what you have done, despite the result... although, Hikaru, I never understood what your sister meant by "oh-so-lovely master"..."