The drone explodes and just as Mo Yinana raises his arm to protect his face from the blast, there's an arm around his waist that pulls him away protectively.
He activates the barrier of his sword but it comes a little late— not fast enough to protect them from the first onslaught but at least shields them both from the climax of the explosion.
A charred smell rises in the air but Mo Yinan is distracted by the figure that stands next to his side. Debris tumble around them and the smoke subsides. Damien stares down at him with a stern expression but Mo Yinan only finds him drop-dead gorgeous. His heart leaps in strides and his eyes are pinned.
"Oh," he says dumbly. "Hello, Admiral."
The Admiral lets him go. The mechanical voice blares through the speakers, "Training session complete. Report will be sent to Mo Yinan ID 2331-32."
