Kairo looked down at Willow, his vision slowly fading. He had to do something he was in charge of her, and he refused to have to tell Joker she was eaten by a Shear Bak. A cold started seeping into his arms he was losing blood quickly.
"Thank you, Rose." Willow said, catching him off guard.
"What? Why are you thanking yourself?" Kairo confusedly struggled out.
Willow seems to lose consciousness for a moment, and when her eyes opened, Kairo couldn't help but notice a difference. A swirl of red seemed to buzz around her iris. She looked over him and herself a few times before dawning a wide grin and locking eyes with Kairo.
"Do you trust me?" I asked Kairo now fully in control of Willows' body.
"Who are you?" He struggled again strength waning fast.
"Rose, nice to meet you. Do. You. Trust me." I quickly spat, feeling his life ebbing slowly away. From behind him, three Owldiles pulled their beaks free from his back and prepared to dig in again. Before they could, though, I formed a protective barrier catching their beaks. Kairo sagged in relief, but his body was stiffening due to the paralytic.
"Does Willow trust you?" He manages to cough out. I scan his face, which is stern and serious, I could tell he had grown protective of Willow.
"Yes, she may not know it, but she always has and always will." I say while rolling her eyes. The sound of the barrier cracking under sharp talons caught my attention.
"Fine, I do, I trust you, Rose." Upon giving his answer, Kairo watched Willows's eyes light up crimson.
"Genuine, you might just be a good boy." After enjoying the shock on Kairos's face, I finally felt the concept of spacial magic become clearer, and with a blink, I used There to move outside of the barrier. I floated a foot off the grown with the raw magic Willow had accumulated. I formed our weapon in hand. The toy dagger hanging from my bracelet disappears, and a battle-ready replica appears firmly in my grip with a swift rotation in the air.
I sever the heads of the Owldile from their necks. Next to the ring that held the dagger, another ring appeared, and a pair of two guns formed, and with that, the full understanding of spacial had been synced.
I release the barrier, and the heads fall to the ground. Kairo rolled to his side, succumbing to paralysis. I searched Willows's mind and found the memory of her grandmother using healing magic, but I couldn't make out the exact spell. Instead, I would have to improvise the parts I wasn't familiar with to complete my end of the wish. I form another barrier stopping the second wave of Owldiles and begin the healing process. A ball of golden light forms in my palm as I run it over his wounds. They seem to close soon after, and his body's rigidness softens. Soon, he is sitting up and regaining his faculties.
"Was that a healing spell?" Kairo asked incredulously, looking over his arms wound and clothing that too had been mended.
"Yes, I had a partial one that I improvised the rest to make work. Why? Feeling weird?" Kairo gave himself a once over again.
"No, I feel great!" Kairo stood doing a couple of stretches and deep bends before turning his attention to what was in my hand.
"So Rose, you can summon Willows's abyssal weapon?" I follow his gaze to my blade.
"Are you referring to my teeth?" I say, twirling my blade in my hand whimsically.
"Yes, I suppose if that's what you call it... It's also known as an abyssal weapon and belongs to Willow." He barks accusingly. I grew annoyed with his tone but remembered the terms of my and Willows' deal.
"No!" I demanded, trying not to let the offense show.
"This is my teeth that she stole, and I can't even access my claws... she seemed to have hidden them somewhere deep within." Kairo's demeanor seemed to soften.
"I see, so you aren't fully in control of Willow then?" I folded my arms in frustration he was very annoying, and I was wasting my precious three hours.
"No, I will be in control for the next three hours while her body goes through acclimation. Happy now?!" I growl, letting my feeling get the best of me, which annoyed me more. When these wasted feelings would be better spent having fun.
A rapid pecking reminded me of another obstacle standing in my way. We watched as this lone Owldile pecks repeatedly as if testing the density of my barrier before flying away back into the shadow of the tree line. All was quiet, and the forest was still until five of the birds darted out of the shadows. Each one with pinpoint accuracy hit the same spot on my barrier. When the first wave was successful, another volley would dive in sending spider-webbing cracks throughout my spell.
Finally finding an outlet for my frustration, I center myself where the birds have chosen to hit I grip my blade tightly and prepare as the fifth bird hit and retreats to allow the next barrage I dropped the barrier the next set of birds kamikazed towards me and with blinding swift swings I split all five down the middle my blade drinking the drops of ruby red that remained. It began to morph, gaining the ridges of the Owldile silent wings. Every swing became effortless, and my speed tripled soon a dozen or so Owldiles lay at our feet.
"It seems like they are giving up." Kario said, not noticing the creeping growth in the shadow of the tree line. In the sky were enough flapping and darting birds that you could mistake them for arrows blotting out the sun. This time, Kairo stepped forward, holding out his open hands, allowing space for two guns to form I watched as he ejected what would be clips that extend from the bottom of the guns. The clips begin to absorb the ambient magic in the air and form little bullets of light before the clips return to their chambers. He cocks both guns and forms a spell ring around the tips as he aims for a living cloud.