[ Abel and Himeka will have to wait, and Dokja's going to have to try to believe that the other Pleroma will take care of them in the meantime. Right now, he needs to keep Joonghyuk from hurting Sooyoung. More than that, he has to try and reason with him.
Neither of them will ever know how much time Dokja's spent in this place drowning in his sorrows. How much time he's wasted feeling sorry for himself, how little he'd prepared for a moment like this because he hadn't dared to dream or hope of a future he knew he didn't deserve. It's why his arms shake now with the effort to hold back Joonghyuk's sword, why he looks skinnier than before, why he's pushed back with relative ease even as he digs in his heels.
He'll never speak it to them, but does he have to when it's so plainly obvious how much he's been neglecting his own care?
His knees buckle from underneath him, every tensed muscle in his body screaming in protest when Joonghyuk slams his sword down on Dokja's own. There's no way he can match this kind of strength, and the momentum yanks him aside. At least he's quick to recover, blade arcing through the air with a tremendous speed back toward Joonghyuk. ]
Han Sooyoung, get out of here!
[ He doesn't know what they'd been talking about before his arrival, but if she's the target, it's best that she gets a head start away from all of this. ]
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Neither of them will ever know how much time Dokja's spent in this place drowning in his sorrows. How much time he's wasted feeling sorry for himself, how little he'd prepared for a moment like this because he hadn't dared to dream or hope of a future he knew he didn't deserve. It's why his arms shake now with the effort to hold back Joonghyuk's sword, why he looks skinnier than before, why he's pushed back with relative ease even as he digs in his heels.
He'll never speak it to them, but does he have to when it's so plainly obvious how much he's been neglecting his own care?
His knees buckle from underneath him, every tensed muscle in his body screaming in protest when Joonghyuk slams his sword down on Dokja's own. There's no way he can match this kind of strength, and the momentum yanks him aside. At least he's quick to recover, blade arcing through the air with a tremendous speed back toward Joonghyuk. ]
Han Sooyoung, get out of here!
[ He doesn't know what they'd been talking about before his arrival, but if she's the target, it's best that she gets a head start away from all of this. ]