Heuksa Chorong

@☣ Cho Kyuhyun Seungho was distracted by his own thoughts, yet a swordmaster as himself was never caught by surprise. He registered the sudden stiffness of the resting male and the sound of the drawing metal, yet he didn't stop him. Not right away. He wanted to see what the kid was made of. And he had to give Sky Lord reason. He was full of flame. With a sigh, the fire lord grabbed Kyuhyun's wrist, twisting until the knife and turned the tables, pressing the boy's back on the mattress once more with ease and standing up. "You're in Heuksa Chorong. Sky Lord brought you here." his low tone noted, defying his feminine looks.

@☣ Yoo Seung Ho Awakened by the queezy feeling he has as he wakes up, Kyuhyun's eyes slowly open, but before his hand moves to rub at them, he notices the matress underneath him instead of the usual grass or brick he often wakes up upon. He closes his eyes quickly, moving his hand underneath the sheets to grab the knife on his belt. Once his fingers run against the leather handle, his eyes open suddenly and jumps from the matress to hurl himself at the figure next to him. The room was too dimly lit to draw any kind of human features except for the location of the man's neck beneath him. "Who are you?" He screams, pressing back of the knife to the person's neck a little harder. "Why the hell am I here? Tell me now!"