Shion sat in his temple, arms crossed, convincing himself you’d be fine. You were just angry, and you needed space. But the longer he sat there, the more uneasy he became. His gut twisted—a silent warning he had learned never to ignore.

He always escorted you home, whether morning, evening, or night. It wasn’t just a habit—it was a duty, an instinct. And tonight, he had let you go alone.

The realization hit like a bolt of lightning.

Without hesitation, he moved. The cool night air bit at his skin as he traced the path you had taken. Then, he felt it—a shift in the cosmos, a presence that didn’t belong.

A Hades Specter.

His heart clenched as he saw you frozen in place, the enemy looming too close. His body reacted before his mind could. A burst of cosmic energy sent the Specter flying before it could even lay a finger on you. The enemy barely had time to recover before Shion was already in front of you, standing between you and danger.

No matter what argument you had, no matter the anger or frustration—none of it mattered when it came to your safety.

His voice was steady, but his actions spoke louder. One arm extended behind him, ensuring you stayed close. The other glowed with raw power, ready to strike.

Because Shion would always protect you. Always.