Antarcticite's POV
It's great I saved Phosphophyllite, but what's unnatural is that it took the help of the Lunarians to do so. "Get to safety," I demanded. But they refused to leave. "I don't wanna leave you!" they cried, hugging me from behind. There were more projectiles being fired down, but I deflected almost all of them with my blade, one nearly striking the shattered gem as it grazed their cheek. It just barely hit them. "I told you to go, you idiot!" I pushed Phos away from me, their grasp around my waist seeming to slip pretty quickly. This caused them to fall back, almost easily shattering. And yet they still refused, coming back up to me. However, this had caught me off guard. A Lunarian shot straight through my arm. Wind had caused my severed arm to stray from my body. I just have to work without the damn thing..
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Shattered Happiness
FantasyAntarcticite x Phosphophyllite They travel out from the school, considering Phos not being tired in the middle of their rest. Who knew things would go so wrong.
