Brothers. Life or death (2)

Sensing a presence heading for his room at a fast pace, the runes on his forearms glowed and he levitated off the bed, approaching the door.

He balled his fist and raised it, ready to smash whoever came through that door. The glow of his heart was so bright that his clothes couldn't hide it, and a chilling aura swirled around him.

While he physically suppressed himself, his mind descended into chaos, primarily due to his trait. 

Drawing his fist back as the footsteps became louder, Cristian froze when a silhouette dashed into the room, hitting her head against his heart.

Instinctively, she hugged him, her tears staining his tunic while she ignored the pain coming from her forehead.

"Hic… I'm sorry, I acted impulsively. I don't want you to be that furious… hic… please." 

When the girls heard his roar, they bolted out of the room but like the others on board, they couldn't spot him, which made their hearts unable to beat calmly.