and the only solution was to stand and fight
If possible, the Sword grew taller; spine straightening, the ambience of his cold glance rolling off in glacial expanse. “I was not sacrificing myself, or my family, for a meeting.” And the fact that Maea seemed to be asking, yearning, craving for them to have done so, was absurd. What would’ve been the benefit? The end result? Leadership gone and destroyed? Dahlia could’ve done any number of things afterwards – taking over region by region as she wished with whomever her compatriots happened to be. “There is a time and place for things. There was no need for a fight, nor for any of this nonsense, had you not said anything at all. Take some accountability.” Some ownership for her mistakes and mishaps, instead of heaving it upon Hadama, or scraping and cobbling together her excuse for evasion. Because she hadn’t stayed, and that was the core difference.
“She could have killed us all, and then what?” A rhetorical question, but he couldn’t quite fathom the level of willingness to martyr herself, and then not going through with the act. “If you find yourself so inclined, go find her now.” He jutted his jaw in the direction of the city behind them, where Dahlia could've been freely reigning.
“She could have killed us all, and then what?” A rhetorical question, but he couldn’t quite fathom the level of willingness to martyr herself, and then not going through with the act. “If you find yourself so inclined, go find her now.” He jutted his jaw in the direction of the city behind them, where Dahlia could've been freely reigning.
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