Shiro slowly opened his eyes and found himself standing alone in a landscape filled with flowers, surrounded by hills. He looked around in confusion. "What the hell…?"
Then, from behind, he heard the sound of footsteps. He quickly turned and saw Lunara walking toward him, a smile on her face.
"It looks like the goddess wants to lose her servant," Shiro teased.
Lunara smiled, replying, "And it looks like someone is going to get killed by a servant."
They both assumed fighting stances, grinning at one another.
The flowers rustled softly in the breeze as silence fell between them—a silence thick with tension and mutual understanding. The sun shone brightly above, illuminating the colorful land, but neither warrior paid it any mind. In their eyes, there was only each other.
Then, they moved.
