“You are correct, soldier,” I said. “The Jasad Heir did burn in the Blood
Summit. She was a better person. Susceptible to such notions as honor and
virtue. She would have tried to save her kind. Protect them from the likes of
you, even if it spelled her own destruction.
“But your Supreme killed her.” I stroked a finger down the soldier’s
cheek. “And Sylvia replaced her. I do not heal. I do not lead.”
— Aug 12, 2025 09:41AM
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