Shera, Comrade's To The End.

Chapter 1 | Return

Nothing... Which was concerning for him, usually she would react physically with her tail being the dead givaway. Who else could have possibly hurt her? He thought.

Sage: Adora? Where is she?

This got a reaction out of her, she visibly flinches, and then breaks the hug and Crosses her arms.

Catra: She left...

What? Left? Adora doesn't leave her side, ever...

Sage: Catra... You have to explain this. What happened?

Catra: Nothing! Adora picked up a sword and Swoosh! A light show later, she's in a Tiara!

Sage blinks... Tiara? Sword? That doesn't make much sense, only telling him that Adora... Might be a princess. Or an ally to them.

Sage: Ok... Tell me in detail-

???: Force captain Sage...

Sage looks over his shoulder to see Shadow weaver. A sorceress that hovers over to them, Sage faces her. Standing Straight and adjusting his glasses, Catra stepping a little behind him, But still has a view of Shadow Weaver. The women glares, and the room seeming to get darker, but Sage continue to have a neutral Expression.

Sage: Shadow weaver... Been a while.

Shadow Weaver: Much longer than expected, Captain... You were meant to return much, much sooner...

Sage: You should know the Crimson waste isn't a friendly place, not like the villages you and your people have been ravaging... The waste has fighters.

Shadow Weaver: Don't get mouthy with me, Captain...

The shadows surround both Sage and Catra. Sage uses his thick tail, and wraps around her ankle, as a means to keep her safe. Catra spooked and looks down, but relaxed when realizing it was him.

Shadow Weaver: You disappear for weeks, return like nothing happened and have the gull to disrespect me?!

Sage: It is simply a fact... You know I am not one to disrespect.

Sage stood his ground, His face showing no emotions other than his usual common calculated look, but his eyes seemed different, he glared at her, As if daring her to make a move.

Shadow Weaver: You are well aware of what you meant... Regardless, I Need to brief Catra here-

She tried to walk past Sage, making eye contact with Catra but Sage blocked her way.

Sage: before I allow it, what happened with Adora...

Shadow Weaver despite having the mask on, glared even more. The shadows around us seeming to become restless.

Shadow Weaver: step. aside.

Sage: Where. is. Adora...

Both parties held their ground, shadow weaver being a ruthless ocean current. As if it can sweep them away, Sage however stood tall, continuing to stare at her as he took off his glasses. Preparing for the worst , but after a few seconds his neutral, unfazed expression annoyed her.

The atmosphere grew more tense, so thick as if you can cut it and serve it to guests, Catra couldn't help but smile as he was probably the only one capable of standing up to shadow Weaver, She wasn't really sure who would win but would be more than happy to help Sage. Catra then notice the cadets coming back, Sage Glancing over to them. His expression softening as he let out a puff air, calming his nerves. Shadow Weaver also picked up the onlookers and stopped herself from lashing out.