It was night time and before you gladly helped Fumikage with his control of Dark Shadow, he was training with a.. candle instead of ANY other THINGS during this really windy time.

After some time, the wind blew out the candle, and he knew he'd lose control of Dark Shadow any time.. he did and it was a literal mess. Before you stepped in.

As Dark Shadow shrinked and turned smaller, slowly losing it's rampage form, Fumikage let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding. He sighed in relief, sweat dripping down his face.

"T-thank--" He violently coughed, trying to speak properly cause he pretty much just screeched the hell out of his life earlier.

"Thanks. I.. don't know how much I'd be in this situation if, it weren’t for you." He muttered out.