Ellaine pov
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The last orders, and I obey. My thoughts are small… gentle. And with a touch of resentment.
It would've happened… eventually… eventually it would've happened. They would've come, they would've wiped out my pack like they had. And I now realize that there really was no hope. Nothing for me to hold onto.
Even if Inari and their ilk never came… I'd still end up dead or enslaved. And- and despite my lack of submission… he still treats me right. And I can at least be thankful for that.
And so the lady speaks. And I obey.
A gentle touch. The faint feel of an ethereal hand. I scowl. And the spirit spills its secrets.
Plans upon plans upon plans.
I find my eyes searching. Searching, searching, and searching. Somethings out there. Explosions ring, not the usual. But a massive roar that shakes the ground. And a hulking figure that tries to squash Lily into the ground.
