“You’re sure you can bring both of us with you?” Klein kept his voice low, even as the start of Agil’s frontal assault on the entrance raised a buzzing, clanging cacophony. Argo’s spell-buff had let all three of them leap onto the concrete-hard side of the nest, touching down on the gray-and-oily-black surface as close to the nest’s captives as possible.
If Argo scryed it right, Klein told himself uneasily. If Kirito can pull this off without killing himself, and move us through the wall without opening the wall, so we don’t set off any alarms….
Though none of that was what really bothered him, was it? Not with those hints of movement under Argo’s hood.
“I could take all of Fuurinkazan through, if I didn’t have to fight afterward.” Kirito’s voice was even lower, taking full advantage of youkai hearing. “Klein. Focus. You have to keep your mind centered, or the psiwasps will take you down. So Argo’s a medusa. That gives her a better chance to back us up in this fight. Odds are if we fight at all it’ll be hand to hand – and anything that gets close to her head is going to get bitten.”
So Argo’s a medusa. Klein shook his head. Easy for you to say.
Except it wasn’t easy. Klein had seen Kirito flinch when the Moonsword got a glimpse of what lurked under Argo’s cloak. And wondered if it was time to run. Kirito didn’t turn his back on people he trusted, Klein had seen that himself-
Sun had glinted off Argo’s obsidian glasses, and he knew why Kirito flinched.
Don’t know if he knows, though. He trusted Lady Stheno. Klein grimaced. Partly because he thought she’d never adopt anyone. Now she has. So what’s Argo got that Kirito doesn’t? Can’t be just being a girl, there’s supposed to be medusa guys, too….
Kirito had one hand on his arm, and one on Argo’s, black eyes squinting in silent concentration. Darkfire sparked under his fingers, rippling outward in a blur that made Klein blink and sneeze, scents suddenly faint and oddly fiery-
Still gripping their wrists, Kirito stepped forward.
But he trusted Kirito. The world was all faint-scented shadows anyway. Could he really say what Kirito was walking into was a wall, and not just another shadow?
Here goes everything.