Rintaro preemptively drew his blade to meet the charge. What he knew was that Renji would come first and would attempt to draw first. But what the older brother had awaited came at a speed far exceeding his predictions. The katana, when unsheathed, became enwreathed with light that trailed...
We're going home.
Rintaro's arms were heavy. No, he was heavy all over. Scrapes and scratches now exposed to the toxic air stung like tiny fires had lit under his skin. The older brother's fingers curled over the hilt of his sword, and the thumb of his other hand pushed against the guard...
Rintaro was the oldest of five brothers, which gave him the strength to cut down the great warriors of rival clans and fend off the Blight Legions from the fringes of his homeland. They called him many things–hero, invincible, peerless, but he only ever took pride in being an older brother.
The...
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