The first time it felt that dangerous presence, it tried to run.
It ran to a place with a lot of tall walls, thinking it would serve as protection. Instead, it became a trap. The complicated layout made it hard for it to navigate, and before it could look for a way out, that dangerous presence caught it.
It struggled, repelling the presence it remembered as an enemy. Thankfully, it seemed like they had the opposite cosmic energy, making it easier to resist. It just...didn't think the enemy would do it consistently for years and years.
Years and years, its defense was wearing thin and it was tired. Oh, it was tired and at one point, it got distracted enough for the enemy to pierce its defense.
And it burns. Oh, it burned for both of them. It screamed and the enemy was furious. It could feel the enemy's anger for those years of useless attempts. For a while, it felt good, it felt glad. Surely, the enemy would leave it alone after this.
