Duke’s whole face had locked down, as the buzz of aether battled with his rising consciousness and need to help his partners. To give them what they needed from him.
“There it is,” he hissed, in that broken, inhuman tone. Biting off the end of each word like they were curses. “Now we get to the pleading.”
Re: Trap! Confrontation! Battle! Deeeeath!
“There it is,” he hissed, in that broken, inhuman tone. Biting off the end of each word like they were curses. “Now we get to the pleading.”