That Day, I Was Triumphant

As the shaman clad in black closed the distance between them, stomping out the gravel below of the windy peak--time seemed to slow as he watched a flicker of light graze his vision. Even with his senses heightened to such a degree, he couldn't tell what happened as the towering figure was sent flying back as if attached to a rocket.

Soaring through the air, the gray-scaled giant landed in the side of the massive boulder sitting atop the peak, letting out a bellowing grunt of pain in response. It was a bewitching sight, watching that flash of light shift into the dark-haired man with skin as pale as snow--it was Sirius.

"--That was a close one. Try again."

As if he didn't just swoop in like a bolt of lightning, Sirius turned to him with a reassuring smile, fixing his messy bangs, combing them up above his forehead.

"Try again? I nearly died just now!"

"Died? I've had your back this entire time, just be more careful next time."