It was instinctual, before he realised it his body was already wrapped around hers protecting her.
It was a strange feeling for him to discover he had somebody whose life he valued more than his.
He had been denying that for a long time, ever since he reincarnated. He expected his image to fall.
After all he went against his own will which formed it foundation but his image stood strong.
Infact it grew stronger with each passing moment, it was then that he finally admitted there was more to it than he like to admit.
He had suspected that when he first learnt he had no control over it and when he fought Volstone and saw that the image was like a separate entity rather than a part of himself.
While this realisation scared him a little as he didn't know what his image truly was, he was also glad.
Because of it peculiarity, he still had a tiny hope that he might survive.
