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His markings are glowing. you shouldn't be anywhere near here but Boreas' ears pick up on a sound before he's aware of it himself, and in an instant, his head snaps towards it. Silently, he signals to his soldiers to come to a halt with a hand raised and the sounds of the monsters lurking around the white forest are more prominent. โ€จโ€จHe brings a hand forth towards the right, commanding them to quietly move, and then, when his ears pick up on another sound, Boreas is on the move without hesitation. He runs fast and hard without a moment to waste, leaving his soldiers behind, rushing against the sharp wind and snow-covered trees before he finally comes to an immediate halt when he finds a familiar figure in a clearing, along with a dead creature in front of them. Boreas almost ran right into the figure if he hadn't been quick enough to stop himself, his boots halting him just before he could, and you's head turn to meet his gaze. The divine markings on their face were glowing, an indication that they were using their powers, along with a small amount of blood grazing against their cheek, and Boreas is quick to engulf them into his arms. "What are you doing here?" he demands, tone a touch of harshness before he forces himself to soften just a tad bit as he brings his hands up to cup you's face, thumb swiping clear of the blood on their cheek. "Are you hurt anywhere? Did they harm you?" he asks as he looks down and starts to spin them around in order to inspect them. But the inspection doesn't go far, not when his ears start to pick up on nearby noises, and he's quick to press you against his chest once again. "They're coming," he warns. "Stay by my side, don't do anything reckless. I'll protect you."
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