Seeing the opportunity Kokojo had given him, Xydane rushed towards the burning Elezen and slew them one by one, the swift sound of steel through flesh halted the noise of their screams, leaving only the thuds of their bodies falling to the ground.
As their charred corpses added to the smoke that was already building inside the room, Xydane tore off his robe and ran towards his unconscious ally, lifting her from the ground and carrying the Lalafell over of his shoulder. Though the air caused him dry and irritating coughs, the knight continued to desperately search for a way outside the burning building.
Fire rose higher as more debris began to fall with each waking second. Eyes teary and his body drenched in sweat, Xydane continued to cough as ash and smoke slowly filled his lungs. Breathing was becoming difficult and the smoke created extreme irritation upon the eyes.
Moreover, the surrounding did not spare his ears. Echoing through the building was the dying screams of other Elezen who where unfortunate to be caught in the building's collapse. He ignored their cries as he continued searching for an escape.
Xydane's vision began to drastically blur and each step felt heavier and heavier. The heat was intensifying while every hallway and room led only to a dead end. Before hope could finally dim, a small hint of light shined weakly past the wall of ash and debris. It was in that moment that the knight could wait no longer. Charging towards the light, Xydane shouldered himself through the fiery debris that stood in his way and crashed into the window, falling outside into a heap of snow. As they fell, the knight twisted in the air, using his own body to shield the Flame Corporal against the landing.
While hiding in the city's shadows, Xydane watched as Ishgardian knights rushed to investigate the building burning in the distance. Once they passed, Xydane brushed his hair back and exhaled with relief. He scanned the area to confirm a clear getaway. With the unconscious Kokojo safely inside his traveling pack, Xydane donned the bundle and continued their escape.
After an hour of sneaking his way outside the city, carefully avoiding stationed guards and suspicion, he finally reached the outskirts of The Gates of Judgment. Xydane began to run towards the other Immortal Flames camped nearby.
"Hey! I need help!"
As their charred corpses added to the smoke that was already building inside the room, Xydane tore off his robe and ran towards his unconscious ally, lifting her from the ground and carrying the Lalafell over of his shoulder. Though the air caused him dry and irritating coughs, the knight continued to desperately search for a way outside the burning building.
Fire rose higher as more debris began to fall with each waking second. Eyes teary and his body drenched in sweat, Xydane continued to cough as ash and smoke slowly filled his lungs. Breathing was becoming difficult and the smoke created extreme irritation upon the eyes.
Moreover, the surrounding did not spare his ears. Echoing through the building was the dying screams of other Elezen who where unfortunate to be caught in the building's collapse. He ignored their cries as he continued searching for an escape.
Xydane's vision began to drastically blur and each step felt heavier and heavier. The heat was intensifying while every hallway and room led only to a dead end. Before hope could finally dim, a small hint of light shined weakly past the wall of ash and debris. It was in that moment that the knight could wait no longer. Charging towards the light, Xydane shouldered himself through the fiery debris that stood in his way and crashed into the window, falling outside into a heap of snow. As they fell, the knight twisted in the air, using his own body to shield the Flame Corporal against the landing.
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An hour later...
While hiding in the city's shadows, Xydane watched as Ishgardian knights rushed to investigate the building burning in the distance. Once they passed, Xydane brushed his hair back and exhaled with relief. He scanned the area to confirm a clear getaway. With the unconscious Kokojo safely inside his traveling pack, Xydane donned the bundle and continued their escape.
After an hour of sneaking his way outside the city, carefully avoiding stationed guards and suspicion, he finally reached the outskirts of The Gates of Judgment. Xydane began to run towards the other Immortal Flames camped nearby.
"Hey! I need help!"
