As the dust settled and Zari faded, her brothers watched with open mouths.
Zymere wanted to say something, but what could he say? What could he do to make any of this right? He should have been happier because the sister who could kick their asses was already gone, but instead, his heart hurt.
There was a blank space so big that no amount of worldly pleasures would be able to get him out of it. There had been a lot of surprises today, but the sight of his broken nephews tugged a little at his heartstrings.
Nehuen and Pello looked like they hadn't even been here when everything went down. It was almost like they were in denial about everything. They had been the troublemakers, and now that they were seeing the consequences, they were in shock.
Anyone could tell they were trying to mask their loss by the smirks on their faces, but every heart's call would be answered, no?
