(Twin Fang Planet, Outer Housing Ring, Leo's Apartment)
The crimson hue that engulfed the room pulsed like a storm barely held in check, wild and chaotic as it licked against the apartment walls as if yearning to devour something... anything.
Leo stood amidst it, his fists clenched so tight that faint trickles of blood had begun to seep from where his nails dug into flesh, his breathing uneven and sharp, as if each breath he took was fighting a war of its own.
[Monarch's Indifference] trembled within him, the skill that had, until now, acted as an unshakeable wall between his emotions and actions, struggling to suppress the maelstrom that surged within his chest.
For the first time in months, its calming whispers faltered completely, unable to anchor him at all, as the image of Luke's scarred and hollow frame refused to leave his mind.
