Python Leather
The heart beat hard in Yoichi's rib cage, causing his bones to vibrate and his throat to dry. While the time around him seemed to have stopped, the young warrior decided that the moment to face reality and look for his friend with his eyes had arrived.
He turned his head with immense courage. His hands did not leave Rokuro's body, while the demon barely breathed. Inside the darkness, in the shadow zone generated by the extinguishing of the torches on the wall, he saw what he hoped not to see.
The rocks that trapped Enatsu's body had shattered, and the merchant tamer lay motionless a few feet behind, on the muddy floor of the cave.
Yoichi stayed still, frozen, unable to activate the muscles of his legs, sore by the intense fright. The darkness that enveloped his friend's shape became denser and denser before his eyes as if a mattifying cloth had just been lowered in front of his pupils.