“Hang on kid,” Kotaro called. “We’ll get you out of there.”
Kamui glared at the blue guardian. “To hell with me,” he growled in a voice that no one had ever heard from him before. His eyes were starting to darken and the colors of his wings were becoming dull, almost gray in hue. His purple hair had lengthened and darkened to where it had become almost ebony with amethyst highlights and his eyes looked like shattered prisms. He looked older, angrier… untamed.
“Get Kyoko away from my father!” Kamui yelled.
Kyou arched an eyebrow at the guardian’s order. It seemed that Toya’s threat did not apply to Kamui, either that or this was something out of his control.
Toya gave Kamui a concerned look before crossing the daggers in front of him. He saw Kyou bring his destruction sword up in an off
