Blood. It was August's first time seeing it in such quantity.
He had rarely ever been cut before. His skin was, after all, draconic. No matter how he nicked himself or fell, his body was never actually affected.
And, he never knew how strong he was inherently.
He was able to play with Damien without any problems. He was already climbing over Damien's body when he was still a toddler. He didn't lose the habit when he grew up. He still liked to wrestle with his father, and he often ended up accidentally scratching him and whatnot.
Damien never flinched. Even when August thought he had hurt him, Damien assured him that there was nothing wrong and even proved it by showing him the uninjured area.
August just didn't realize that it wasn't because he was weak.
He never even thought to think that Damien's skin was just stronger than a dragon.
Until now.
