"Oh my- Thoma!" Ayaka gasped, her hand fluttering to her mouth. Tears formed in her eyes as she took in every last bruise and scratch that marked him. But more than all those injuries, what hurt Ayaka most was the lifelessness in his eyes. Anger seared through her, and she clasped his hand tightly between her own. She didn't care if they were her archon, they were going to pay.