The red walls of the domain began to thin, receding like smoke. The ground returned to its familiar texture, cold and hard. Varek’s men and women blinked repeatedly. Their faces were pale, and their hands were trembling. The control their chieftain had exerted over them vanished with his death, leaving them bewildered and exposed.
Then they saw him.
Kaiden. Not the man they had known. The Great Demon of Wrath still towered over them.
"Agh!"
"Monster!"
"Run!"
Their screams tore through the quiet that followed the end of the domain, and they bolted. Every instinct screamed for flight.
Despite the destruction around him, despite Varek’s death, Kaiden did not shift back to human form. His massive frame remained, the horns still curved like bone over his skull, shoulders braced with unnatural muscle.
[Until the object of your Wrath ceases to exist, this state cannot end.]
The meaning was clear. The condition had been fulfilled. Varek was gone. Yet Kaiden did not return. He should have, yet he remained, caught in the aftermath of his own rage. His body throbbed with exhaustion, every fiber of muscle burning from the toll of the transformation. His mind swirled, fragmented, caught between what he had been and what he had become.
He stood alone in a strange limbo. The anger that had fed the demon had no target now, but it did not fade. His eyes scanned the fleeing crowd, uncomprehending.
And then he saw them.
Luna, Aria, Nyx, Bastet. Eyes wide, feet hesitant, yet closing the distance despite their mounting worries.
Such was the trust the Valkyries and his felinid shown him. Even in this moment, they all firmly believed he would not harm them. The girls understood that hurting his girls was against the very being of Kaiden Grey. Despite them demanding he treat them as warriors - which he did - he still wanted to be the man to carry the greatest burden.
He wanted to bleed in their stead.
He was ready to lay his life down for them.
To harm his lovers would be something he would not do, even in such a corrupted state of mind, evidenced by how he spared them from being involved in the red domain.
He might’ve lost control, but he did not lose who he was on the deepest level.
That’s why they came closer.
"Kai..." Luna’s eyes were teary as she reached forward.
"Master, return to us!" Bastet pleaded.
Nyx hugged his waist, not caring about the consequences.
Aria followed suit, hugging him from the other angle. She attached to him with all her might, refusing to get down.
He’d have to shake her down.
Despite hearing their words, Kaiden could not interpret them.
Their worry pressed into him like a physical force, yet his mind could not parse their voices. He only felt their presence, the pull of their concern, and the touch of their skin. Confusion pressed on him from all sides. Their faces, so familiar, now felt disturbed.
That was when, from the edges of the clearing, came other figures. Tessa and Geralt led them. One after the other, the various groups undertaking the expedition came running with their eyes scanning, weapons ready. Several others followed, moving cautiously toward the source of the otherworldly roar they heard.
"We heard... something," Geralt said warily.



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