Arrival

He and Lord Gyousou had read through the different missions and Lord Gyousou had decided on the Blue teams mission. He had spent the couple of hours getting ready. He could swim at least, even if he was not the strongest at it, he knew how. He knew Lord Gyousou would not expect him to fight the monsters and helping the villagers stay safe and away from the fighting was a task he was willing to do.

He stood by the doors as they were called and braced as they jolted out of the void onto the world. And gasped outloud. Gyousou was gone.

No. He wasn't. He was still there, by the door. Yet the ouki... He can't feel it. It's gone. Lord Gyousou is there but in his heart, it is like his king has gone.

He is frozen, almost floored by this feeling.

Blue team: On the island nearing nightfall.

He is less alright with Gyousou going off to fight when he cannot sense him at all. It's still there, if he sits still, quiet and uninterrupted he can still sense his king. It's not the ouki, almost like if their covenant has been put in a box inside of him.

But they have people to keep safe. He works on helping everyone get ready for night time.