It was taking everything in Luz not to go leaping into the arena. For one thing, the same fate could meet her and she KNEW that there was so much riding on her getting back. Maybe she wouldn't be able to do much when she returned to the Isles, but she knew she'd try her best to make something happen, to try and fix the evil that Philip was inflicting in the Isles.
But this was truly awful. In a matter of a few days, she had to watch Hunter die. Twice. Maybe the first time was a fake out, but this certainly wasn't, she saw him go down, and Flapjack-
How did he get like that anyway? He seemed quieter now when a moment ago he was beside himself, flapping and squawking. She didn't have to search look for the culprit though: there was a girl who seemed to be singing a soft lullaby to the Palisman.
"You're...doing this?"
She meant Flapjack being calm, of course, and NOT all the madness that was happening right now.
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But this was truly awful. In a matter of a few days, she had to watch Hunter die. Twice. Maybe the first time was a fake out, but this certainly wasn't, she saw him go down, and Flapjack-
How did he get like that anyway? He seemed quieter now when a moment ago he was beside himself, flapping and squawking. She didn't have to search look for the culprit though: there was a girl who seemed to be singing a soft lullaby to the Palisman.
"You're...doing this?"
She meant Flapjack being calm, of course, and NOT all the madness that was happening right now.