RONIN
Grunting in pain, out of reflex more than anything else, Ronin shook off the welt from the icy sphere as best he could, continuing onwards with Amalia. Giving her hand a squeeze, he led them around the perimeter of the Temple until they reached that fateful door again, the one that had claimed Rexanna and Clem. ”You need to go inside now,” he said, his tone leaving no room for argument, though he did draw her into a tight hug.
”I’ll stop by every night. We’ll catch up,” he said. ”Don’t put yourself in unnecessary danger, okay? You’ve checked on me, you’ve kept up your promise to Remi. We’ll get through this, all of us. Okay?” Pressing a parting kiss to her hair, he stepped back and nodded to the door expectantly.
”I’ll stop by every night. We’ll catch up,” he said. ”Don’t put yourself in unnecessary danger, okay? You’ve checked on me, you’ve kept up your promise to Remi. We’ll get through this, all of us. Okay?” Pressing a parting kiss to her hair, he stepped back and nodded to the door expectantly.
