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[Light]

From a far ways down the path, a tear choked scream barely makes it over the roar of the rain, "DENSI~~~~L NO---!!!!"

[CrimsonMoon]

Rori immedialty start sprinting faster then eer before toward the scream, holding the sword in both hands, his knuckles turning white

[Light]

Mesa had both her hands over her mouth, her eyes big as saucers as she cries and is forced to watch.

Watch Densil finally wrestle a sword out of the older mans hands after being stabbed in the hand and thigh like he was just an animal. The brunette holds it clumsily with his good hand and points it at the mans neck unevenly.

A body was on the ground nearby with a split open skull, blood covering the front of a large rock. It was one of the attackers, and he seemed to have underestimated the boys brute strength.

[CrimsonMoon]

" DENSIL! MOVE!!" Rori screams, raising the sword as he charges

[Light]

He looks up and takes a few steps backwards quickly, his shoulders quickly rising and falling as he panics.

[CrimsonMoon]

As the man moves to finish Densil off. Rori slams into the man, his sword sinking into the man's belly

[Light]

Densil watches, the dead mans sword slipping from his fingers. His eyes don't leave the sword protruding from the mans stomach; the man that had just tried to toss him off the cliff. The man that had talked about doing whatever they wanted to the little girl before selling her.

He felt glad seeing him suffer for some reason.

[CrimsonMoon]

Rori growls and uses his leg to push the man off his sword and watches the body tunbles down the cliffs below. He drops the sword and immediately wraps tem both in a hug

[Light]

Densil closes his eyes for a moment before lightly patting his brothers head, blood from the hole in his hand drenching his hair like sticky syrup, "Y-you made it Sea-Salt,"

Mesa hugs Rori's leg sobbing.

[CrimsonMoon]

He sinks to the ground, his shoulders shaking as her hugs them both tightly, staring out the stormy sea," I-I.... Want you to go to my room, lock the door and don't open it to anyone but servants that you know well... Ok?"

[Light]

Mesa opens her mouth to object but Densil halts her, "You sure you'll be okay...?"

[CrimsonMoon]

" Yeah... Some more people are gonna die... I need to be there to stop some of it.." He murmurs

[Light]

"We'll try and make it to the room then," he sighs and removes Mesa from Rori's arm.

[CrimsonMoon]

" Be careful.. I'm gonnna find dad and send him to you two.."

[Light]

Densil nods and picks the girl up and holds her under his arm carefully, "Be careful, since these two are... dead... I think I heard them mention that there should be five or ten others beside them if they hadn't been killed yet."

[CrimsonMoon]

Rori grins," I guess we'll find out thn, huh?" He laughs softly and smiles," stay out of sight..

[Light]

"Me? Stay out of sight?" He dramatically flips his bangs, mimicking the younger boys actions from earlier, "If I MUST,"

"weirdos..." Mesa sniffs rubbing her nose.

[CrimsonMoon]

" You must," Rori smirks," Your aura of ugly would be like a toxic gas to the rest of us!" He runs away laughing

[Light]

"I'LL REMEMBER THAT SEAWEED BRAIN!!!" Densil hollars after him, Mesa's loud laughter echoing.

[CrimsonMoon]

Rori grins and runs to the throne room.. Which he had never entered the whole time he was there