[Kazuya only blinked, and then he was sensing something slipping between - between the cracks, Jezebel said, slow king - and a sharp pain blossomed over his chest. He whined, taking a step back, blinking a bit fuzzily when a man appeared beside the other man.
He totally ignored them while they talked. He pressed a hand against his chest, feeling hot blood against his palm, and lifted it up to stare at it curiously. Weird. It felt hotter. Ah, ow, the wound was burning too...
Ow... ow ow ow....]
Ngh... that's, ow, Belial...
[The wound that Otoha left behind - stark behind the ripped fabric of his shirt - started closing up with a quiet hiss, the dark blood bubbling a bit from the heat. Belial was the one behind immediate regeneration, but he was never gentle about it. Kazuya always felt like someone was stabbing a brand iron into the wound.
Abruptly he straightened up from his pained hunch, his gaze pinning on Otoha immediately as a low, inhuman growl bubbled up in his throat. Even his voice came out deeper than usual]
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[Kazuya only blinked, and then he was sensing something slipping between - between the cracks, Jezebel said, slow king - and a sharp pain blossomed over his chest. He whined, taking a step back, blinking a bit fuzzily when a man appeared beside the other man.
He totally ignored them while they talked. He pressed a hand against his chest, feeling hot blood against his palm, and lifted it up to stare at it curiously. Weird. It felt hotter. Ah, ow, the wound was burning too...
Ow... ow ow ow....]
Ngh... that's, ow, Belial...
[The wound that Otoha left behind - stark behind the ripped fabric of his shirt - started closing up with a quiet hiss, the dark blood bubbling a bit from the heat. Belial was the one behind immediate regeneration, but he was never gentle about it. Kazuya always felt like someone was stabbing a brand iron into the wound.
Abruptly he straightened up from his pained hunch, his gaze pinning on Otoha immediately as a low, inhuman growl bubbled up in his throat. Even his voice came out deeper than usual]
That's a foul. It wasn't your turn!