you see through my bad, you know i have my moods
“I wonder if the Archive has any information on it…” She tacks onto Falke’s suspicions of whether they’d been destroyed in the first war. They had to have been, right? It only made sense that in her time away, the Voice would have spent those years perfecting things, creating new ways to keep her shrines protected from their assaults. It’s something that leaves a bitter taste in Sera’s mouth as an Artificer herself, though, and she wonders if it’s worth doing the same to their own – if they needed to.
Perhaps it’s something she could speak to them about.
For now, though, she focuses on the next bits of information Falke requests, a soft smile spreading across her face as she nods. “Yes. LongNight. We had heard that the Voice called the Ascended back to the Grounds to fight the creatures she’d created.” And so they had gone, when there wouldn’t be any Ascended nearby to find out. “Remi simply… Used his hands and magic and shifts, I assume? Gideon and I were protected by Amalia’s magic.” She informs him with a brighter smile – a part of her feeling blessed by being a part of such a thing.
Perhaps it’s something she could speak to them about.
For now, though, she focuses on the next bits of information Falke requests, a soft smile spreading across her face as she nods. “Yes. LongNight. We had heard that the Voice called the Ascended back to the Grounds to fight the creatures she’d created.” And so they had gone, when there wouldn’t be any Ascended nearby to find out. “Remi simply… Used his hands and magic and shifts, I assume? Gideon and I were protected by Amalia’s magic.” She informs him with a brighter smile – a part of her feeling blessed by being a part of such a thing.
when i'm super low, you pull me higher
Seraphina
