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“To… perfect her techniques. To work on upgrades for us.” Her jaw clenches, an old habit of picking at her nails briefly resurfacing as she struggles to meet Cameron’s gaze. As she fidgets, elbows to knees now and slumped forward bit, he demigod finds herself wanting to apologize for the goddess, as if she were the one who enabled such a terrible thing to happen.
“And in the end it worked. She gave us the powers to set her free. But like me, there are other former Grounders who can’t forgive her for it.” People who’d had families and friend massacred. It’s as bad a crime as setting the whole Grounds inside a bubble, and with that kind of perspective, Wessex can see why some consider her worse. “It’s easier to look at LongNight and say, you’ve terrorized us for a hundred years rather than look at the overall effects of being stuck in a bubble. Terror hits a little differently than a slow but steady decline.”
And then, of course, there’s the Blight.
“And in the end it worked. She gave us the powers to set her free. But like me, there are other former Grounders who can’t forgive her for it.” People who’d had families and friend massacred. It’s as bad a crime as setting the whole Grounds inside a bubble, and with that kind of perspective, Wessex can see why some consider her worse. “It’s easier to look at LongNight and say, you’ve terrorized us for a hundred years rather than look at the overall effects of being stuck in a bubble. Terror hits a little differently than a slow but steady decline.”
And then, of course, there’s the Blight.
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