["It's not your language."] Kamila replied. ["It's English from planet Earth. And I know it just like I know that your name is Derek McCoy. That your brother's name was Carl and that he died in a car accident. I know all this because you told me."]
["Me? Why would I-"] The Void realized he already knew the answer and choked on his question. ["I told you? Can you prove it to me?"]
'Don't listen to her!' The souls felt their grip on Derek's mind slip. 'She's lying!" 'Everybody lies!' 'Someone like you would never open up!' 'It's a trick.'
The Voidfeather Dragon was pushing back with everything he had while conjuring a thin thread between the merged life forces forming the Void Demon Dragon and the human side.
This time, Derek wasn't resisting the Voidefeather's efforts and the thread was slowly growing in size.
["I can't."] Kamila shook her head, making Derek growl and the voices rejoice. ["But you can."]
She imprinted the metal stem of the Camellia and a red flower made of mystical fire bloomed on its tip. She then proceeded to imprint it with different kinds of elemental mana, turning the flower in different colors.
A sudden pang brought Derek to his knees as he remembered how he had come up with the idea for the cheap magical flower. All the misunderstandings and tender moments associated with the Camellia came to his mind, making his knees buckle.
["Are you alright?"] Kamila kneeled as well, keeping herself at his eye level.
She had the Tuner in her hand but she didn't activate it. She could have struck the iron while it was still hot but she preferred to make Lith feel at ease rather than bombard him with more memories.
["Where have you taken that flower and what does it have to do with me?"] Derek pushed all those images away and stood up again with a light groan.
["You gave it to me four years ago for our second date and I gave it back to you as my betrothal gift.] Kamila replied. ["You made it after the camellia, a flower from Earth, because it sounded like my name.
["Also, you made it from scrap metal to save money."]
'I don't know what's more absurd. The fact that's something I would do or that she's not angry about a gift made from trash at all.' His enhanced senses told him that there was only tenderness in Kamila's touch as he caressed the Camellia.
["What's a betrothal gift?"] He asked.
["We don't exchange rings on Mogar. We exchange gifts."] Kamila pointed at the Tuner. ["This is what you gave to me. Do you mind if I play some of your music?"]
["Yeah, right."] He scoffed. ["Now I'm sure you are full of it. I've never played an instrument-"]
Kamila took it as a yes and activated the Tuner, conjuring the voice of Dragons singing about Demons.
Derek froze in shock, recognizing the song and the meaning it had for him. It was the one he always played when he found a woman he liked but ended up keeping her at arm's length, afraid of how she would react were she to discover he had killed his own father.
["Stay back!"] He tried to unsheathe Ragnar?k but the blade refused his order. "Protect!" It snarled.
Derek then tried to shapeshift the bloody scabbard into a sharp edge but Ragnar?k ignored that command as well.
"Protect!" The blade suddenly became so heavy that Derek needed to hold it with both hands.
Ragnar?k's weight kept increasing until the hilt slipped from his fingers and the angry blade flew away.
"Protect!" It stood in front of Kamila, retracting its hilt to make sure no harm could come to her.
Ragnar?k shapeshifted part of the blood into a new handle she could touch and snuffed out the blue flames covering its body before rubbing against her hand with the howling sound of a happy dog.
["Protect?"] Derek was flabbergasted. ["What happened to murder, you
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