The soldier named Obanai took a deep breath as she handed him his sword. He looked into her eyes one last time, searching for any sign of regret or fear. Instead, he found only love and hope. Taking the weapon, he slung it over his shoulder before reaching out to touch her face gently with his free hand.

"I can't," he whispered huskily. "Not anymore." Then, with a grin that lit up his entire face, he pulled her close and kissed her passionately once more.

Their lips met again and again as they wove together in a dance of desire and need. Their bodies pressed tightly against each other, every touch sending shivers of pleasure through their veins. As the battle around them continued to rage on, they were oblivious to everything except for this moment, this perfect connection between them that transcended time and space.

Finally, with a gasp, Obanai pulled away, his chest heaving as he stared into her eyes. "I'll find a way,"