there's light at the edge of the darkness
That, at least, was something they could agree on. ”No. No. None of this is good. Fucking...none. of. it.” LongNight and monsters and people getting dead and dead bodies opening the doors and Loren almost dying and all manner of horrible shit. And yes, he could hear the pain in Remi’s voice, but the summoner was still too shaken from his own ordeal—and from seeing the dead man—to actually provide any comfort and support.
Honestly, the Launceleyn couldn’t answer the other man’s question. ”Outside. Probably. Unless the monsters took the body. They were fucking in the Rathskellar already. We...I couldn’t...nothing. We couldn’t, he was dead when I got there.” The fear in Loren’s voice was palpable and he choked back another sob. There wasn’t anything more he could’ve done for Cera.
Honestly, the Launceleyn couldn’t answer the other man’s question. ”Outside. Probably. Unless the monsters took the body. They were fucking in the Rathskellar already. We...I couldn’t...nothing. We couldn’t, he was dead when I got there.” The fear in Loren’s voice was palpable and he choked back another sob. There wasn’t anything more he could’ve done for Cera.
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