No.
“Kai!”
The scream travelled fields, hills and forests, bursting through the lands and it was his name he heard.
Kai immediately dropped to the ground, protecting Kragen with his body, and yelled warnings just when the shooting started.
They turned around in time to see there weren’t many enemies; only one vehicle, although he was certain he’d heard a few before.
But the vehicle was a tank.
Shit. He hadn’t expected that; everything he knew about their enemies suggested they wanted them alive, to sell or use them as they saw fit.
“Get the kids to safety,” he shouted towards Fyn, who drove the sleigh.
She obeyed, hurrying, as fast as the animal would go.
“Hunters! To the trees.”
They had bows, arrows and swords, not exactly efficient towards a fucking tank, but they wouldn’t go down without a fight.
“Kragen, I need you to run north,” he told the child, once they were away from the path. “Can you do that for me?”
The boy just shook his bloody head left and right. Fuck, he didn’t have the time for this.
“Right. Stay next to me, then.”
At least, he wouldn’t die running.
Needless to say, the volley of arrows were completely ineffective against the metal box, but they tried.
“Focus on the wheels,” he shouted, before drawing his first arrow.
Kai was confused for a short second.
It was blue. He was pretty sure he hadn’t at any point decided to decorate his hand-crafted arrows.
Eira hadto have something to do with that. She hadn’t spent more than three days in his house, but somehow, she’d managed to play with his weapons and turn them into pretty girly shit. At least there was no glitter.
He shot it and froze in place as everyone turned to him.
Wow. Eiradefinitelyhad something to do with that, and he owed her a lifetime of cunnilingus for it.
The arrow went straight through the tank, and they heard a scream meaning it had lodge itself into someone in there.
“How did…”
“Prince Kai?”
He turned to Kragen, who was definitely looking at him funny.
“You may wanna know, you’re kinda glowing right now.”
Shit, the kid was right: his hand was definitely on the luminescent side of things.
“Right. Let’s freak out about it later. First, we have a tank to take down.”
He took another arrow aimed for the windows, this time.