𐔌 🍖 𝑅𝘢𝘻𝑜𝘳.ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱

You, agitated, were running, since a group of hilichurls were following you, at this point you thought about giving up, you could not resist any longer, your lungs were running out of air.

You stood still, closing your eyes waiting for your end, but, it didn't happen.

You opened your eyes when you noticed a strange sound was roaring, you noticed a gray-haired boy in front of you, protecting you, you tried to stop him by telling him it was dangerous but he just said;

-- "My claws are of iron and my fangs, of thunder. I protect you."

Razor said with a slight smile