~ Third Person POV ~
Drake's face turned grim upon hearing his past charge's voice, her beautiful tone soothing to the ears in contrast to her current behavior. Erika, seeing her past teacher, momentarily lost her concentration, the raging winds around her diminishing in force and tempo.
"W-what are you doing here…?" Erika's confused voice brought a depreciating chuckle from Drake as he readied his gauntlets. "… Those gauntlets… No… No… I… It can't be…"
Her voice was slowly cracking, her thoughts heading into a downward spiral as she relived the time where she and her teacher spent their time together. The dinners, the parties, the teachings… The passionate nights… She grasped her blade tight as her mind brought up the memory she dreaded thinking about now.