You saw him fight fiercely, his blade a blur against the monsters that had emerged from the darkness. You saw the monsters fall back one by one, until only the largest and strongest was left. You saw a brutal battle, your own body already sore and exhausted, and you knew that it was only going to get worse.

And then you saw a broken sword, fallen tears, and a small smile. You heard an "I'm sorry" that was spoken softly, but felt like a roar in your ears.

You watched as the flames reached higher and higher, burned brighter and brighter. You watched as the monster brought a large hand down towards Todoroki, the prince kneeling defeated before it.

You couldn't move, you couldn't find your voice, but your mind was screaming at you to do something, anything, you had to do something.

It was too late.

He was gone.

You sat up with a jolt and a gasp, your eyes flying open. You were in the same clearing that you had chosen to make camp in the day before. The sun had already begun to rise.

Kneeling next to you, his hand hovering in midair, was Todoroki. He was unharmed, wide awake, and he seemed as calm as ever. However, you could see the slight frown that tugged at his lips, the worried gleam in his eyes.

"I was just about to wake you, but..." He paused, hesitant, before asking, "Are you okay?"

You...