we shall heal our wounds, collect our dead
Finally. Virgo dissipates and the golden shackles around Ronin's wrists vanish as well, and as the dragon rears back and the gargoyle becomes little more than a skeleton, the Huntsman is already turning his attention from the fight (almost) to the death to his husband, still airborne and causing landsharks to explode in the sky like really grotesque fireworks. You are something else, he rumbles down the bond to Remi, sounding impressed and relieved both to see him tackling everything with ease - though honestly, he'd never had doubt in his mind.
And besides, if Remi had been in trouble, Ronin would know about it.
But there's the matter of the weird rib thing, and the Huntsman approaches to hunker down by the skeleton, his elbows resting on his knees. You might want to come and see this, he tells the Lullaby. I think it might have been what Mort was talking about.
And besides, if Remi had been in trouble, Ronin would know about it.
But there's the matter of the weird rib thing, and the Huntsman approaches to hunker down by the skeleton, his elbows resting on his knees. You might want to come and see this, he tells the Lullaby. I think it might have been what Mort was talking about.
THE DARK STAR
and continue fighting
