TW: panic, m.nipulation,
--Bastet--
"We thought you could help us darling. We just need your genes, nothing bad," He says sweetly. "Oh my dear Avalynn here must have told you?"
Quarry and I whip towards Avery. She stares out at Hadron in horror. Quarry chokes back something. He steps away from Avery.
"Avalynn?" He mutters. Avery looks at him helplessly. Quarry tears his eyes away. He knows more than me.
Hadron laughs. Tinny and empty. He stalks towards us, grinning.
"Did you tell them nothing, Princess?"
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Storms of the Sky
FantasyEvery mythical world Bastet has read about is paradise compared to the hell they live in. Maylea is not that place. With some possessing unordinary abilities, two friends as different as the sun and sea, and a pretty assassin out for their head, Bas...
