Reinhardt raised an eyebrow. "Punch me?"
Drystan glared at him. "For making my sister so sad".
"..." Reinhardt suddenly found himself unable to argue. Thinking back on it, Drystan really had tried very hard to hit him. Especially near the end.
Several punches had been mixed into sword strikes. The force behind them had been so fierce that even Reinhardt had no doubt they would have left bruises if they had connected.
Reinhardt could only smile wryly.
As a brother, Drystan was right in his own way to be mad. Silence fell for a while. Only the sounds of insects and the night wind remained.
Eventually, Reinhardt spoke. "So… you'll join the Temple of Light?"
Drystan did not hesitate this time and answered with a nod. "Yeah."
Though he quickly added. "Don't misunderstand. I'm not joining because of you."
He pointed a finger at Reinhardt. "I'm joining to keep an eye on you. You have a bad habit of throwing yourself at impossible missions. Master told me your situation"...
