The Dancer and the Shadow 2

(At the same time, the beast awoke from the blood)

A being merged with it without it even noticing.

N'66 woke up, "Whatever is happening to me where I am, ah why is my body moving all by itself, I can't even blink when I want to, what has become of this feeling of anger, I need to calm down first and remember how I ended up in a creature without even being able to control myself because of this ability and how can such a thing be done, maybe it can help me or make me regret it".

Young N'66 didn't know that he was more than just in the creature, he was becoming the creature, feeling what he felt, the wind on his fur, the smell of blood, his muscles contracting, but will he lose himself and forget who he is?

(Back to the sleeping beast)

The young woman slowly opened her eyes, she was blind but had learned a skill that allowed her to see her surroundings but only the outlines of things, she could see that in a cave someone was sleeping in a ball of shadow that resembled a ball of fur but the monster's fur moved as if it were alive.

The beast began to awaken from its slumber, began to change shape, taking on the form of a human with dark skin like the color of its shadows, long pointed ears like an elf, a gentle yet fierce face that added to its charm.

"Woman, aren't you afraid of me? Why don't you run away?

The young woman frowned when she heard the man call her a woman. First of all, don't call me woman, my name is Shyla and yes, I am afraid, why wouldn't I be afraid of a stranger? But with fear comes curiosity and I am curious to know if you are a dragon, a beast, an elf or a tiger, Aaaaah excuse me, I'm getting carried away and I haven't even thanked you for saving me yet".

The man looked at the woman with a lost look in his eyes, he didn't really communicate with humans and others, often ending up with "ah you dirty monster" and so on, even if he absorbed the others, he took some of their knowledge and always stayed alone (and without friends) in his territory.

"Woman uhh... I mean Shyla, I didn't save you out of kindness, but to learn your fighting style, don't forget that".

Shyla was amazed by the man's fierce aura but gentle heart, which was a bit strange to her.

"I'll teach you my style, but don't you find it too gentle or too feminine?"

The man looked at her with a raised eyebrow, "Not at all. In fact, when I saw you, I thought I'd kill you, but when I looked at you, I thought your style was beautiful, graceful, mortal.

Shyla didn't know what to say to his compliments, her brain crashed and she slowly regained her composure. "........ Thanks, I forgot, you need a ribbon like mine to practice, and I didn't ask your name".

"I don't have a name, you can call me whatever you want".

"I'll call you Shadow, is that okay with you?" he held out his hand to the man.

"If you like," he took the woman's hand. 

  Shyla had a smile on her lips, "Nice to meet you Shadow and thank you for saving me.