we are ready and prepared to fight, raise up your swords, don't be afraid
He shouldn’t have come. He should have stayed safely home with his family, with Ravenna and Marcus and Margot and played games well into the dark of the night, laughing and building memories he would hold on to forever.
But duty had its own gravity.
Still, the thought of stepping into this pool party made his teeth clench. Godblood meant nothing if it could be silenced—and Flora had made sure the world knew that Pierce could silence all of their magic. The man had killed Flora, and Jack, and Noah knew he wielded the blade that could kill with one strike.
Yet here he was, heart steady, breath slow, preparing to walk into danger with both eyes open—as composed as the frozen scape of Halo itself. His wings folded against his back as he landed, half shifted in the distance. The sounds of the party grew closer as he walked across the sand, wings disappearing of his own accord before they were taken from him.
If something went wrong—and it often did in large gatherings such as this, even before or despite the Family—he had to be near enough to intervene.
But duty had its own gravity.
Still, the thought of stepping into this pool party made his teeth clench. Godblood meant nothing if it could be silenced—and Flora had made sure the world knew that Pierce could silence all of their magic. The man had killed Flora, and Jack, and Noah knew he wielded the blade that could kill with one strike.
Yet here he was, heart steady, breath slow, preparing to walk into danger with both eyes open—as composed as the frozen scape of Halo itself. His wings folded against his back as he landed, half shifted in the distance. The sounds of the party grew closer as he walked across the sand, wings disappearing of his own accord before they were taken from him.
If something went wrong—and it often did in large gatherings such as this, even before or despite the Family—he had to be near enough to intervene.
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