04-18-2021, 10:56 AM
Being Luminary meant doing the things others didn't have to. Making the hard decisions. His hallucinations wouldn't save him. She had no time to have remorse for a potential killer. If Merlin had not been taken to the Coalition and they hadn't begun treating her she could be dead. Her ear flicked at someone's words and she shrugged her shoulders. "She will not feel sympathy for him and his keen because he didn't for her and her people. This is his final punishment. And then he will be dragged through the muck and out back where he belongs." Then suddenly she began to attempt to bury her claws into the man's chest, her claws carving through flesh and burning at the same time. She would brand him. Slicing and cauterizing his flesh with the shape of a four mouth crocodile point down and to his heart.
— Reggan