Vonn had not moved.
He stood at the back of the canyon formation, watching the fight unfold with an expression that moved through several stages, surprise, anger, the recalibration of someone who had expected a different scene, before settling on something colder and more personal.
His eyes were on Yuki.
She felt it before she saw it. Battle Intuition didn't only read incoming physical attacks; it had expanded over days of use into something closer to full situational awareness, a constant low-level processing of everything in her environment that surfaced critical information before her conscious mind could request it.
Vonn was going to come for her specifically.
Not for strategic reasons. Not because engaging the tamer while the dragon was absent was tactically sound, though it was. Because Vonn had never once in their relationship made a decision that wasn't fundamentally personal.
He drew his sword and the fire enchantments along its length ignited.
