Ephemera takes a sharp breath. Lets it out. It's not the first time he's someone go into that weird, empty calm. It never ends well. No matter how much he wants to fight, he's not going to let someone else get torn apart just because they can't think of a good reason to dodge. Unbidden, he thinks of the twins.
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Ephemera takes a sharp breath. Lets it out. It's not the first time he's someone go into that weird, empty calm. It never ends well. No matter how much he wants to fight, he's not going to let someone else get torn apart just because they can't think of a good reason to dodge. Unbidden, he thinks of the twins.
No. None of that. ]
We're leaving.
[ Fuck this. Ephemera lowers his rifle. ]
You're coming with me, now, or I'm carrying you.