I will fight the end
”Oh, believe me. He is plenty strong,” Ronin growls, his hand releasing the barrel of the gun as it drops, as the boy nestled against his shoulder begins to struggle, to apologise. But then, as if taking his lead, it’s Sunjata who manages to start to change the dream, and it’s Ronin’s turn to sneer. ”Already stronger than you. You’re not worth looking up to. Not worth being afraid of.” His gaze darkens. ”But you’ve still really pissed me off.”
He doesn’t have to let go of the boy for what happens next, his right arm hooking around to try and slam into the curve of Sahib’s jaw. ”You have nothing to say sorry for,” he mutters to Jata. ”Show me more? Of this?” He nods at the surroundings, where the world has already begun to crack and change from pouring rain to cabin warmth.
He doesn’t have to let go of the boy for what happens next, his right arm hooking around to try and slam into the curve of Sahib’s jaw. ”You have nothing to say sorry for,” he mutters to Jata. ”Show me more? Of this?” He nods at the surroundings, where the world has already begun to crack and change from pouring rain to cabin warmth.
'til the end is here
