The sun's coming up
Of course Lena would ask such a thing. Noah looked up at her and couldn't help the laugh that broke loose from his lips. "Well, one that I met tried to kill me." Maeve's son, Edmund, in fact. When he was a molten tiger he tried to end Noah, and it was only through his own magic and shifts that he was able to keep the youngling from doing so. His tenacity had been unmatched in that moment, and Noah didn't know why.
"Oh, good. Then hopefully this won't take too long." Noah said before he took a pick-like tool from her basket. He aided her in chiseling away at the rock around the precious gems. It didn't take long, in fact, for the first few rubies to come loose from the crevices that held them. They were small, and there were several larger ones near, so Noah put those that fell in her basket and then kept chiseling away.
But the steel around your heart is starting to rust
