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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Caros" data-source="post: 4178956" data-attributes="member: 43842">Kyo struggled against the chains that bound him, thick lengths encircling arms, waist and feet, suspending most of his body from the ground.  He had been there for an age or an instant, that hellish island distorting all sense of time and dimensions.  The steam was all pervasive around him, the heat stifling and filled with noise, the sound of combat.  He heard screams, orders of uncle, cries of his friends and his own distorted voice shouting.He didn't even know how this had come to pass.  He'd simply lost himself in the fighting, emptied his mind and let instinct take over.  His vision had clouded, and he had woken here, screaming and fighting against the chains as something terrible happened.  His blade lay on the ground before him, dug deep into the cracked earth, its sheath laying lengthwise so close, yet so out of reach.  And so he struggled, pulling at the chains, crying out as they tightened at his flesh, screaming his own frustrations and fears to join the terror that swirled around him."Kyo..."The voice shocked him, head craning to regard the source even as it remained just out of sight, lingering at the edge of his vision.  It was his mother, then his father, uncle, then cousin.  Every voice he called dear."Make up your mind.""What?""If you want to fight, then fight.  If you want to bind it, then bind it.  Closing your eyes and whimpering, waiting for it to all go away leads here.  It leads to their deaths."The words resounded so calm, sweeping away the terror and the confusion of battle, the world about him seeming to steady for a moment, then sparking vibrant green, the chains melting from his flesh.He lunged for his weapon of course, then recoiled as fingers glided over its surface.  While it held the form of his weapon, this thing was malevolent, a simple touch filling him with the lust for blood and death.  Kyo pondered it for a long moment, turning to grab a length of chain, before carefully sheathing the Katana, looping the chain once through the ornate guard, sealing it closed.----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------He woke then, in the blink of an eye.  It was unsettling, the sun pouring in from one end of the hooded wagon, washing across half of his face.  He felt disgusting, his skin damp, from the combat days past and the light fever he had been running.  Birds chirped nearby, the racket and the stillness telling him that the sunlight was that of the early morning.Kyo squirmed slightly, pushing himself upright, blinking sleep out of his eyes, that sheathed blade rolling away from his body from the motion. "The hell did I miss?" He whispered to himself.</blockquote>

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