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Error's POV

When the bells rang out, everyone began to run out of the building. Ink and I stood up from our chairs and rushed down stairs to the front door.

  The small pawlyn attempted to match the running pace of us however, she was too slow.

  I picked her up as we run to the town square. I tried not to show my own fear as to not worry the cat. Ink got the attention of one of the villagers.

Ink: What is happening?

Villager: A Nalgalgita is attacking.

  When he said that, my mind suddenly felt weird. I closed my eyes out of slight pain as a vision came to me.

~~~~Flashback~~~~

  I felt the wind against my face as I glided high above the mountains.

  The air was thin but I loved flying. I felt free and didn't have to worry about destroying Valar's creations.

  I suddenly heard a roar, causing me to become alert. Everything on the ground was small but my eyes were able to enhance my sight.

There was a large creature that was attacking Valar. It was obvious that he wasn't winning the battle.

My used to magic to summon my armor and sword. My sword held the soul of a loyal dragon. Whenever I needed it, the blade would appear at my side no matter what.

I folded my wings and started to descend quickly. I was eager to fight the Nalgalgita, the god eater.

~~~~End of Flashback~~~~

  My eyes opened as I was brought back to reality. That vision wasn't one of my memories but... it felt so real.

  I felt a scratch on my arm which made me look down. The pawlyn was pointing forward. I saw that Ink was running towards the danger.

Me: Go find somewhere safe.

  She nodded and rushed off. I rushed after Ink as I knew he wouldn't be able to fight the beast. Unsheathing my dual blades, I tried stop the skeleton from running to his death.

  Finally, I was able to catch up to him. I grabbed Ink's arm and yelled.

Me: What are you doing, Ink?

Ink: I have to kill it. If I don't, then your people are as good as dead.

  Ink broke from my grip. I froze in fear, quickly debating if I should fight alongside him.

'That creature is the incarnation of destruction.'

  I wanted to run but something inside of me was commanding me to fight and protect Ink.

  My feet started to carry me towards the danger. There was a strange feeling in my soul. I didn't feel fear anymore and my grip around my blades tightened.

  This spark was familiar to me for some reason but, it was unusual. I had always disliked fighting.

  I entered the battle field. Ink had no weapon as he swiftly dodged every attack. It surprised me that he seemed experienced in fighting.

  The huge creature lunged towards Ink with its mouth wide open. Ink stopped it by holding his hands to its mouth, keeping it open but away. He tried to break the jaw but the creature rolled out of his grip.

  I approached the beast, sliding under its throat and attempting to pierce the tough skin. However, it was to no avail. It only attracted its attention to me.

  Nalgalgita's eyes glowed red as it roared. It started to dash at me in desperation. It wasn't going to be stopped easily.

Ink: Watch out!

  He ran to me and pushed me out of the way. Ink landed on top of my body.

  Time suddenly stopped as my eyes locked with Ink's. His irises were enchanting.

  I saw rainbow blush appear on Ink's cheeks, which caused my face to become warm.

  The moment was ruined as we were both hit with a large feathered tail. Ink was sent through the air, going unconscious, and my blades escaped from my hands.

  Nalgalgita stood over me, growling deeply with glowing red eyes. I knew this was going to be my death. I closed my eyes and put my hands up.

  I suddenly heard a screech of pain and the breaking of ground. I looked up to see that blue strings were wrapped around the beast.

'They're like the strings that Ink was encased in. Did I summon them? But... I can't do magic.'

  However, I noticed that the strings were snapping quickly. I rushed for my blades but there was a deep voice in my mind. It sounded like me but it wasn't me.

'Leave them. Those mortal blades cannot harm what is created to eat gods. Also... you might want to dodge to the right.'

  I stopped before shifting in the direction that my own mind told me. Just in time, the Nalgalgita appeared. Its foreleg hit the blade of one of my weapons, shattering the material like fragile glass.

  My eyes widened by the loss. I needed a weapon to fight.

  As if like magic, a long black sword appeared in my hand. The blade was made of obsidian and some parts of it glowed an eerie red.

'Go for the head. That is the weakest part.'

  I was soon in a one-off stand with the creature, with a mysterious sword in my grasp. The beast charged at me but I held my ground, once again without the feeling of fear.

  When the Nalgalgita was a short distance away from me, I ran forward. I pushed the sword out and felt the blade run through the head of the creature.

  I was able to breathe when its body dropped. I stared at the sword that was embedded into the skull.

  My hand went to grab it but the weapon disappeared with the only evidence being the slit in the Nalgalgita's head.

  There was a moment of confusion and silence but, I remembered that Ink was unconscious.

  I ran to him and checked on his body. There were a few wounds that needed to be healed so I had to get him to Freyja the Mage.

(Time Skip)

  I paced outside of Ink's room while Freyja healed him. I couldn't help but feel the need to be with him.

  The door opened to show the former mercenary.

Me: How is Ink?

Freyja: He has a surprisingly durable body. He'll live.

  I pushed past her and entered the bedroom. A sigh of relief slipped through my lips when I saw that Ink was standing and awake. However, he wasn't wearing a shirt. This allowed me to see his ecto torse.

  I quietly gasped, noticing that Ink's body was completely covered in old scars from past battles.

Me: ...

You were a warrior, Ink