And it's hard for Dan Heng to fight when he knows it's hurting Jing Yuan. He just keeps his eyes on their destination...
"It's alright. You're alright, we can later," he breathes, both an answer and a reassurance. Jing Yuan has a point, but the request tugs at...a thread that happens to be tangled with many others. Names and their significance-
Dan Heng yelps when a crack of thunder sounds nearby, and there's a scorching pile of plant debris where he wasn't looking. The weight on his back shifts and he uses that momentum to go faster still, holding steady against Jing Yuan's pain. Almost...almost...there!
With a shout, Dan Heng bursts through the door, whirling around to jam it shut against a wolf's snapping jaws. The dragon snarls back, lurching forward with his and Jing Yuan's combined weight. It squishes him a bit but it works, the door closing with a final clang. There's a lever that he wrenches to the side, and a lock seems to snap in place.
He wheezes, leaning his head on the metal for a moment, horns knocking against the surface. He can hear the grating sound of metal scraping against metal, the rustling growls and yelps but...the door seemed sturdy. It should hold.
"I'm...setting you down now. We...we should be safe." It probably hurts Jing Yuan alot, but...it's what he can do. He crouches down to let the man slide off his back and lean against a wall. He tried to find a place with little to no plants...somewhat cleaner. Dan Heng collapses soon after in front of him, plopping down to sit with a groan. He leans his elbows on his knees, looking up to eye the general through sweat-damp bangs. "That was. Too close."
"Much too close." Although the tone is fervent, Jing Yuan's voice is a thread of its usual richness as he carefully lowers himself down the wall until he can sit and rest, cradling his arm against his chest and... ahh, he's just not going to look down at that yet. Give it a few minutes before he has to see what kind of damage he's done to himself. "You're all right? Not injured?"
It would be very like Dan Heng not to let on that he got hurt until the crisis had passed, though Jing Yuan's fairly certain none of the wolves got close enough to touch him. From what he can see there's no signs of injuries, so he relaxes a little.
"...your assistance was incredibly timely, and much appreciated. Can I assume you found yourself there just as suddenly as I did?" He still has no idea how he got here, or where 'here' is. It's certainly nowhere on the Xianzhou Luofu, not with these metal bulkheads, tight corridors, or the abundance of plant growth everywhere. He supposes that's their next course of business, once they're both able to actually move again.
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"It's alright. You're alright, we can later," he breathes, both an answer and a reassurance. Jing Yuan has a point, but the request tugs at...a thread that happens to be tangled with many others. Names and their significance-
Dan Heng yelps when a crack of thunder sounds nearby, and there's a scorching pile of plant debris where he wasn't looking. The weight on his back shifts and he uses that momentum to go faster still, holding steady against Jing Yuan's pain. Almost...almost...there!
With a shout, Dan Heng bursts through the door, whirling around to jam it shut against a wolf's snapping jaws. The dragon snarls back, lurching forward with his and Jing Yuan's combined weight. It squishes him a bit but it works, the door closing with a final clang. There's a lever that he wrenches to the side, and a lock seems to snap in place.
He wheezes, leaning his head on the metal for a moment, horns knocking against the surface. He can hear the grating sound of metal scraping against metal, the rustling growls and yelps but...the door seemed sturdy. It should hold.
"I'm...setting you down now. We...we should be safe." It probably hurts Jing Yuan alot, but...it's what he can do. He crouches down to let the man slide off his back and lean against a wall. He tried to find a place with little to no plants...somewhat cleaner. Dan Heng collapses soon after in front of him, plopping down to sit with a groan. He leans his elbows on his knees, looking up to eye the general through sweat-damp bangs. "That was. Too close."
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It would be very like Dan Heng not to let on that he got hurt until the crisis had passed, though Jing Yuan's fairly certain none of the wolves got close enough to touch him. From what he can see there's no signs of injuries, so he relaxes a little.
"...your assistance was incredibly timely, and much appreciated. Can I assume you found yourself there just as suddenly as I did?" He still has no idea how he got here, or where 'here' is. It's certainly nowhere on the Xianzhou Luofu, not with these metal bulkheads, tight corridors, or the abundance of plant growth everywhere. He supposes that's their next course of business, once they're both able to actually move again.