'Selfish?' Ikaris repeated in puzzlement.
'Exactly! There is no other appropriate word for their behavior.' The Vampire spirit exulted condescendingly. 'For what separates the Saints from other Sacred Magi is what they do before they die.'
"Their final spell." The boy muttered with an enlightened look.
'Right on! Let me ask you a question. Do you think they're truly dead?'
Ikaris hesitated, but after feeling that ominous presence when Cleome had signed her Blood Contract, he could only doubt it.
'Probably...not?' He answered, seeking the Vampire's confirmation.
