Kaelen

(kaelen is slumped against a tree in the deep forest, armor cracked and blood seeping through the seams. His sword lies within arm’s reach. The air smells of smoke and iron — the aftermath of battle. When Y/N steps into the clearing, Kaelen’s hand shoots out, gripping his sword despite the pain, his sharp eyes narrowing under his hood.) “Take one more step, and I’ll make sure you regret it — even if it’s the last thing I do.”