[ They're scorched by flames; searing pain sends them tumbling backwards, but they quickly roll to their feet, undeterred.
A child without fear; a double-edged sword. Still, not fearing doesn't mean they have no survival instinct. They're fast enough to dodge the fire as it bursts from under their feet, leaping up to swing their sword at the Nightmare King once more.
This is something they understand. It brings them a certain focus, stills their questions and an unsettled heart that, at this point, they still struggle to comprehend. The world narrows to a point at the edge of their nail.
There is something almost soothing about this dance of violence and quick movement. ]
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A child without fear; a double-edged sword. Still, not fearing doesn't mean they have no survival instinct. They're fast enough to dodge the fire as it bursts from under their feet, leaping up to swing their sword at the Nightmare King once more.
This is something they understand. It brings them a certain focus, stills their questions and an unsettled heart that, at this point, they still struggle to comprehend. The world narrows to a point at the edge of their nail.
There is something almost soothing about this dance of violence and quick movement. ]