No Compromise
28. Light
"We had these made for you," Ghira murmured, handing him a sheathed sword. "It should help with your Semblance."
"It's made to be kept mostly in the sheath," the blacksmith explained proudly. Adam frowned, confused. The goat Faunus patted him on the shoulder. "It's infused with Dust to absorb your Aura. You'll figure it out, son."
"Do you think you can do it?" Ghira asked gently.
Adam nodded. "I swear to wield it well."
The elder shook his head. "It's not to fight." Ghira knelt before the teen. "It's to protect."
Blake's face flashed into his mind. "…I understand."
