Where, she wonders. In his home, in a fort, or perhaps at campsite he had been? How, too-- were they simply not careful enough, or were the demons planning this all along, with the slayers being none the wiser? Or is it worse-- did someone inform the demons?
Regardless, they were attacked in an unprepared, perhaps entirely unsuspecting way. And he's rattled enough to spontaneously burst into tears.
Pyra's hand lifts to his shoulder, her touch tender and careful in a way she hopes might be supportive. ] I'm... so sorry, Zenitsu. [ Her voice lowers. ] You couldn't have known.
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Where, she wonders. In his home, in a fort, or perhaps at campsite he had been? How, too-- were they simply not careful enough, or were the demons planning this all along, with the slayers being none the wiser? Or is it worse-- did someone inform the demons?
Regardless, they were attacked in an unprepared, perhaps entirely unsuspecting way. And he's rattled enough to spontaneously burst into tears.
Pyra's hand lifts to his shoulder, her touch tender and careful in a way she hopes might be supportive. ] I'm... so sorry, Zenitsu. [ Her voice lowers. ] You couldn't have known.