Calm Before The Storm

Karsha walked out of the destroyed cave, now wearing his black leather armor. At this point, calling it armor was an overstatement—it looked more like a cloth. Karsha's appearance was modern, with his armor resembling a superhero costume, minus the cape. He looked incredibly handsome, and with the sunlight brightening his face, Ayarr couldn't help but gulp.

Karsha slowly walked closer to her. "You stayed behind, huh?" he asked. Ayarr nodded, unable to find the words. The current Karsha was an eye-catcher, his charm overwhelming. Seeing how dazed Ayarr was while looking at him, Karsha wondered what the problem might be. He looked at himself but couldn't identify anything that would cause such a reaction.

"Ayarr, are you alright?" he asked. Her silence puzzled him, so he turned to the one person who could help. Ayarr snapped out of her reverie when Karsha spoke. Shyness quickly took over, and she hid her face by turning her back to him.