Blue, her shield was blue; it crackled around the desperate little girl with her back to the wall.
The little girl who was in immediate danger of being killed by the Hounds.
To this day, he doesn't know how he did it, how he took down two Hounds on his own. Shock. Adrenaline.
He does remember convincing her to take down the shield so he could get her out of there... seeing blue shimmer away to reveal the desperate skinny kid, this girl who'd just seen her parents killed by the monsters that almost killed her as well. Her eyes were as blue as that energy.
"Can you walk?"
"I... I don't..."
"Listen. We need to get out of here. Can you walk?"
She shook her head mutely, trembling.
"Okay. I'm going to pick you up, okay?"
And he hoisted her in his arms, feather-light, and he almost doubled over in pain as it hit him. A soulbond slamming through him, his mind melded, intertwined with hers, and gods, he had to get her to the Library...
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