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His eyes closed all to instantly upon hearing the newcomer make her presence known. His gritted his teeth as the two of them separated as Lu began to speak. He really had no hope for the curse and true the end he desired had a good chance of not including him, but he believed in Danel's words opposed to Lu's own words. Lu was know to lie a great deal so his decision to believe in Cal's words was obvious.

The argument began and what Cal said surprised Alistair quite a deal. She had actually said something quite insulting to her adopted mother and though he felt like ripping off Lu's head for slapping the girl like that, he still felt a sense of pride in what the girl said...she must have been learning from him after all. Before he knew it his hand was taken a hold of and he was dragged off by the angel of torment. He didn't want to go, but it was better for Cal if Temeluchas wasn't here. "alright alright, whats the rush? what do you want" Alistair said lazily with a sigh.

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Today was the day for him, he felt all to nervous and worked so long an hard for it, but he needed to give it to her. It was only a mere week since then but he still remembered the seen all too vividly. Through all the pain she stood before him, protected him, and showed that she cared for him. She was special to him and he wanted to at least thank her for all she had done.

He arose from his bed and got up on his feet. As usual Soren's bed was empty, but strangely Cal and Anna's bed were empty as well. A surge of despair crept into him as he sighed and slouched "d'oooooh....this is going to make things harder...I knew I should have woken up earlier" Caius said silently to himself sadly. He had planned to leave his gift over on her bed and run away...but that plan was now shot down. "hmm...maybe I can use this time and improve it or something" Caius muttered taking a seat on the ground and began taking out some mechanical parts and well as some tools. His long hair was quite the bother, but she always did like to play with his hair so maybe that's why he never cut it.

He began tinkering with the items before him, but the sound of the door opening caused the boy to jump and try to hide everything before him "whaa!....oh its just you Anna.." Caius said with a calm sigh as he began to drop all the stuff he tried to hide. Unlike her brother he actually got along with the girl so it was nice to see Anna.

 

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Cal was left standing alone in the classroom, clutching her cheek. Momma Lu struck her -- she actually struck her. She was left in a daze, staring blankly at the wall, with tears dripping down her face. They stuck against the burning cheek. There was a knock coming from the doorway and Cal slowly shifted her gaze to see Soren standing there. She blinked at him, but said nothing. "Hey," He quietly spoke up, "is there room for one more here?"​

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Her eyes didn't leave him as he entered the room. Maybe Soren was right. They could only count on each other. They only needed each other and it was time for them all to go. That is, except for Alistair. He wasn't like Momma Lu. He always tried to help them. He apologized for what happened to her mother. He didn't need to, but he did. They could trust Alistair. She would convince Soren of that.​

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He stopped beside her and her bottom lip quivered. She wasn't used to crying, especially not in front of other people. Usually Cal was the one comforting Caius while he wept from his father's abuse. She wasn't the one that received comfort from anyone else. She bit back a wave of tears, but couldn't help herself. Cal threw her arms around Soren and buried her face in his chest. It wasn't fair. Her cheek stung and her eyes burned, but all she cared about was having someone hold her again. "Soren," she sniffled, "you were right. We need to get out of here. I don't know how, but we do."​

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That smart - mouthed little brat was going to be in a lot more trouble for the things she said. Lu's blue eye caught the sight of Soren hurrying off into the classroom right after them. She rolled her eyes and came to a stop, dropping Alistair's hand. "Alright alright, what's the rush? What do you want?" Alistair said lazily with a sigh.​

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She clicked her tongue to the roof of her mouth and pressed her lips together. "I want us to leave. There's things to do and little time to do it. I'm on a schedule and as you told Calamitosum, you agreed to follow me." Lu snapped her fingers and mist swirled around their ankles, pulling them out of Hell.​

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When it cleared, they were standing on the sidewalk of a busy city street. Temeluchas turned to Alistair looking bored and unamused. "Welcome to Little Rock, Arkansas. You're going to reap some souls as the Angel of Death. We're here to destroy." The wild look was back in her eye and she scanned the city streets. "I told you I was done doing as anyone said and intend to create my own chaotic paradise." Mist shot out from her wings and blazed down the city streets.​

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Temeluchas was impatient as ever, and as he sighed the two began to be transported out of hell and into the busy streets. He raised an eyebrow as he stared around and stared around before letting out another sigh. All this really spelt out for him was pure tragedy and it was definitely not going to turn out well. They were here to kill and he would not be able to weasel his way out of this. Temeluchas was serious and he had no other choice but to follow her.

His golden eyes opened up slightly as he glanced down at his right hand that began to glow. Clenching the fist, Alistair rose his fist into the air and slammed it towards the ground causing a black distortion to appear on the floor around him. Inhuman moans roared from the distortion from the ground and blood-lusted ghouls climbed out of the distortion. "Devour..." Alistair said calmly as ten ghouls were released and immediately let out a blood-curling screech as they rushed off to find whatever flesh they could devour.

As the ghouls were spread out, Alistair took a step forward and crossed his arms. "Lu...this is merely a request, but...if your planning on punishing Cal for what happened...please let me take it instead. It was my fault she even said that in the first place...I was the one who taught her after all..." Alistair said calmly as he unfolded his arms and formed blades from the arms.

 

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Caius froze at the sudden question Anna had asked him and he honestly had no real idea how to respond to the girls question. "U-um...n-no..I..." Caius begna to stutter trying to find the right words to actually say to the girl. Would she blab his secret over to Cal? Anna was a nice person so it really wasn't likely that it would happen, but it still made the boy unsure. The relief of the fact that it wasn't Cal entering had totally made him forget that he was also hiding this from the others as well. He didn't really like being called little one now that he was practically the same age now, but he didn't complain.

Caius' eyes immediately widened upon feeling the girl ruffle through his hair and the sudden offer to cut his hair made him begin to thing. For a second he began to think about how it would be quite convenient for him to get it cut, but regardless there was something that had made him not want to cut it at all. "No thanks, I really appreciate it, but I like it long...maybe next time...." Caius said with a small smile.

His mind slowly began to be made as he turned his attention back over to the trinkets over before him. "Um...I'm making a gift for Cal...she has done a lot for me and I want to thank her for it" Caius said softly with a warm smile as he grabbed a small gear and played with it "Its...a hand made locket...It was okay before but now I wanna at least try and add more to it...something like music when it opens up or something..." Caius said.

 

Brandon was not one for believing that there was actually something wrong with him, but this time, it seemed too great a thing to just ignore. So a while back, Brandon had been hospitalized because he had nearly hit a girl named Ahranna, and swerved out of control to avoid killing her. Next she stayed at his bedside for the entire time he was hospitalized and seemed greatly interested in what he did. Brandon was all for befriending people, and he was all for being as friendly as one humanly could be...though even he felt that Ahranna may have just been a tad bit on the clingy side. Once he had healed, he had left and said his goodbyes to her. Fastforward a bit.

Throughout the entire trip from Australia to the Falkland Islands to whatever they were doing now, he was pretty sure he had seen Ahranna around. Now he had thought that it was coincidence at first, and didn't want to go over and talk to her because fallen angel shenanigans took precedence. However, after awhile it seemed far too frequent to simply be coincidence. So, Brandon decided to bring this to a person who wasn't him's attention. They thought he was being crazy old Brandon because she wasn't there when anyone else looked.

At this point in time Brandon was simply out and about, hitting a ball against a wall with his tennis racket. He had become slightly paranoid of this Ahranna spectre and wished for her lingering spirit to be purged from his vision...because being haunted wasn't cool. Wait, did that mean she was dead? Brandon thought back only to realize that there may have been a chance he actually did kill her and she was never there to begin with, he was just seeing dead people this whole time...then again Adan had a discussion with her so the only logical conclusion was that he could see dead people too. Maybe she was going to stick around for a while to teach him the true meaning of Christmas. That's what ghosts did, right? Brandon tried to wrap his head around this whole, she was dead all along theory, but wasn't getting much headway on it. So in the end, he kept bouncing his tennis ball against a wall.

 

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Everything was just so strange and him joining the group was just so pointless. Ever since leaving home they had made their way to some place he had no idea about and now they were apparently training. William had managed to at least get to know the others a part of the group and it was now that he had at least believed their words after seeing them preform quite the unnatural feats they they considered training.

He himself had made an attempt at this training, trying to see if he could preform such inhuman feats like they could, but there was absolutely nothing. Maybe there was some sort of physical increase he must of gain, but he felt there really was no improvement in the slightest. It pissed him off severely and it just felt like a sheer waste of time for him. If they were to be attacked all he could really do was merely run away and try not to get in the way.

Maybe he wasn't meant to be a part of this group, maybe it was a mistake and that he was not one of these angels that they spoke about, it would have made a lot more sense if he wasn't. What could a kid do for them? more and more he felt like a nuisance and he hated it. He walked outside and sat upon a rock with a sigh, closing his eyes as he shook his head. Maybe he should just head home and move on with his life, forget everything that happened and live his annoying life.

 

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W E A R I N G ✚ S O L V E ? ✚ M U S I C​

MOOD ※ SIGH ✚ DAY 62 ※ 3/5 ✚ DATE ※ 11/23/2013 ✚ LOCATION ※ RIO DE JANEIRO, BRAZIL​

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LEO always knew he was the patient sort. Through deals, fights, bouts of gambling and old men who wouldn't budge, he always stood his ground firmly, calmly. He was good at remaining calm when time was short. That was precisely why he hadn't erupted on Hana yet. He knew the girl meant well. He knew she was scared. A part of him was, too.

But now wasn't the time for that.

⎧Raziel, we really shouldn't be doing this.⎭

⎧You may have mentioned that.⎭

⎧Leviathan has been locked away for a reason and the Dark Angels could be watching us. We could be leading them right to the beast.⎭

⎧I'm aware.⎭

She wouldn't stop. He didn't blame her, but that didn't mean he wasn't annoyed. Heaving one deep breath, he came to a stop and then turned on her, peering down at her worried eyes. ⎧If you have such an issue of being caught, perhaps you should return to the hotel.⎭ he explained to her. ⎧There was no need for you to come along anyway. I know that you know where the location is, but you're not willing to tell me and so you're useless to me if you're going to be like this.⎭​

ιllιlı.ıl L lııl E lııl O lıιllιlı.​

 

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DAY: 62 - 3/5 | DATE: November 23rd, 2013 [Saturday] | LOCATION: Forest in Stanley, Falkland Island​

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Sam stood in the middle of the forest yet again. He had been going back to that place to do more training under Abaddon's guidance. Over the week that passed by, he learned to quickly switch weapon forms as he fights, as well as more ways to use his flames in combat. Creating pillars of fire, increasing the range of his weapon attacks by extending flames from their edges, causing powerful explosions when his fist connects, as well as using fire to propel himself forward and upward. His volatile temper also improved, though very slightly.​

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Throughout the week, he had also tried to start that fire without using his powers like the pretty boy asked him to do. After each training session, he'd spend at least an hour attempting to start a small campfire. Each time, he'd fail to do so, greatly frustrating him. He tried and tried, but that entire week, he couldn't manage to do it at all. Every time he failed, pretty boy's words rang out in his mind. "IF YOU REALLY WANT TO BE A POSITIVE INFLUENCE IN XATHANAEL'S LIFE, YOU CAN'T BE SO ANGRY ALL OF THE TIME."​

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After finishing his training session, he gathered what he needed and sat down to try again. "You're really intent on doing this, aren't you?"​

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"You heard what the pretty boy said. If I want to be a good part of her life, I need to control my anger. And if I want to marry her, I need to be a better influence." He said as he tried to start a fire yet again.​

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During the travels that the group done, Logan had done some training with Samael. It was something that he definitely wasn't expecting, especially with how little Samael told him. Still he was glad to actually to do some physical training, especially since he finally got his wish and punched Samael too. It was a good thing that he did it early cause that was one of the few hits he actually got in him.

Right now Logan was resting in his room. He'd never thought the day would come that he would've glad not to be doing anything with Samael, but after training for almost every day he could use the break. There were quite a few things he learned and started doing, one if which was find a different fighting style since his current one wasn't all that effective right now.

 

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Soren wrapped his arms around Cal and sighed. "I'm working on it, Cal." He gave her a gentle squeeze. "It'll be okay. I promise." he assured her softly. Soren ran his fingers through her hair and it felt nice and comforting. She liked it. It reminded Cal of all those times she stroked Caius's head to ease his restless soul. After a long moment Soren pulled back and placed his hands on her shoulders. She looked up at him with confusion and tears in her eyes.​

"I know this isn't a good time but there's a lot I want to tell you." Soren's eyes met with Cal's before he averted his gaze.​

"What do you mean?" she asked him.​

"I know I've been a jerk. I know I haven't said any of the right things to you. I've spent more time training than speaking with you or even my sister." He lowered his head and chuckled. "So much is eating at me that I don't know how to process it. I've always been angry and most of the time I don't even know why. I'm sorry." He shook his head. "I feel something different for you and I've been meaning to talk to you about it ever since you kissed me." Soren took in a deep breath.​

Cal blushed at the mention of the kiss. It had just been a friendly kiss on the cheek, nothing more, but had she meant for it to be more? She wasn't really sure. She hadn't wanted to completely brush off Soren's confession. It was her way of saying that she heard his feelings loud and clear, but she hadn't been sure how to react after that. Cal bit down on her bottom lip and wiped the tears out of her face. She probably looked really gross like this.​

Soren looked at her with a mixture of fear, nervousness, and hopefulness before speaking. "Can we...do something? Today...or even tomorrow if you want. Just us. No training, I promise. Anna can take care of Caius." He let it end at that, clearly waiting for her input.​

She gulped down a lump in her throat and lifted her hands so that they were resting on the ones he had on her shoulders. She nodded her head slowly. "I would like that. We could do something now. It would be nice to cheer up. I even - I think I might know why you're so angry all of the time. I could tell you, if you want to know." Cal smiled up at him and pulled Soren's hands off of her shoulders. She held them there between the two and gave him a small tug, leading them out of the classroom.​

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Alistair released ghoulish souls of the dead to devour the spirits of the humans in MidWorld. She watched as they took off and fire spread between the buildings. Shouts and sirens began to fill the air and bodies hit the ground. Alistair took a step forward and crossed his arms. He was giving her a look and she rolled her eyes. What was his prissy problem now? "Lu... this is merely a request, but... if you're planning on punishing Cal for what happened... please let me take it instead. It was my fault she even said that in the first place... I was the one who taught her after all..." Alistair said calmly as he unfolded his arms and formed blades from his arms.​

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"Are you serious?" Lu pressed her fingertip to one of the blades and pushed his arm away. "Don't you go getting all defensive now. I have no desire to do anything to Calamitosum further than what I have. She's already breaking and that's more than I could ask for right now." A smile spread on her face and she coiled her arms around his neck. "Do you honestly expect to fight me Alistair Grey?" Her wings stretched what little they could behind her back and she tugged at the hairs at the back of his neck.​

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The ghouls had the sheer luxury of numerous victims for them to devour. They did not have to be picky and they rushed off to devour anything that they saw. Even if they did not finished their meal they would simply move on to a different one since they had food to spare. The screams were loud and the busy city had been louder than it had ever been in history. Alistair merely bore witness to such a scene and merely allowed it to happen.

Temeluchas had answered him and as usual the woman stood before him with her arms wrapped around his neck as usual, keeping the obviously false sense of affection. His eyes narrowed and a smirk formed on his face as he stared down at the woman "my my my...I honestly do not know where you got that idea from my dear" Alistair said placing on finger underneath her chin.

"You've been quite unpredictable as of late...maybe that is what has been keeping my interest piqued recently." Alistair said. He must have given the woman some form of credit. Despite the vulgar form of torture she had used against him over the many days, he was quite surprised to see her actually use some form of mental torture. He knew it well, that he was to blame for the weakening of Cal's mind and maybe if he didn't speak to her things may have been alright for the girl.

He hated blaming himself for so much, but he knew it was something he was guilty of. Despite all this he did not show hate or concern when thinking about this...no his smirk simply remained. He knew that Cal was strong and he knew that she would not break down due to Lu. Even so, he would do whatever he could to make sure the girl was safe.

 

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❖ DAY ⟡ 62 ⦙ 4/5 ❖ DATE ⟡ Saturday ⦙ November 23, 2013 ❖​

❖ LOCATION ⟡ Rio de Janeiro, Brazil [Streets] ❖ INTERACTION ⟡ Jun Tae ❖​

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Heaving one deep breath, Jun Tae came to a stop and then turned on Hana, peering down at her worried eyes. He was going to yell at her now, as expected. She was intentionally delaying Raziel and causing problems. ❝ If you have such an issue of being caught, perhaps you should return to the hotel. ❞ he explained to her. ❝ There was no need for you to come along anyway. I know that you know where the location is, but you're not willing to tell me and so you're useless to me if you're going to be like this. ❞​

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She narrowed her blue eyes at him and scowled. ❝ Returning to the hotel would defeat the purpose of coming with. I'm not willing to tell you where the monster is because I know. This is a terrible idea and I find it hard to believe Michael suggested it to you. ❞ They were butting heads worse than ever before and she had more to deal with right now than Raziel's foolish desire to control Leviathan. There was no controlling the caged one. She stood her ground and shook her head.​

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If Raziel really wanted to find Leviathan, she couldn't be wandering off on her how, no matter how determined the angel and her host were. ❝ If you really think you can accomplish something on this foolish endeavor, then come on. ❞ Hana grabbed Jun Tae's hand and led him out of the alley. ❝ We're close. I'm sure you can sense that. ❞ Her free hand rested on her abdomen as they walked quickly down the streets. She still hadn't told anyone. The morning sickness had ended and her body was restored to its original health so it was easier to hide. It was now mostly just a matter of concealing the ever growing waist she had. Nephilim grew too quickly at the start. She had chosen a more loose dress today and a very flowy sweater. Jun Tae hadn't mentioned anything about it yet, so she was still unsure whether or not Raziel had figured it out. If anyone would, it would be the pair beside her.​

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The giant statue of Christ the Redeemer shadowed over them from up high. It could be seen from most everywhere in Rio. There was a small church at the end of a side street and she let go of his hand when the reached the front steps. ❝ We have to go through here. ❞ She pushed the doors to the church open and a nun rose from one of the pews. She got one good look at Hana and Jun Tae before returning to her seat and facing the altar. Hana nodded at the back of the nun's head once before walking down the aisle and kneeling before the altar. She pulled Luria out of her hair and began to draw symbols on the floor.​

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"My, my, my... I honestly do not know where you got that idea from my dear." Alistair said placing on finger underneath her chin. Really? He didn't know where she got the idea that he wanted to fight her when blades started to shoot out of his arms? Alistair couldn't trick her, not matter how dumb he believed Lu to be. "You've been quite unpredictable as of late... Maybe that is what has been keeping my interest piqued recently." Alistair said.​

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She rolled her eyes and pulled away from him. He was so insufferable. Temeluchas clicked her tongue to the roof of her mouth. "Just get to work will you? There are lots of souls to reap and buildings to destroy. I don't want a single person in this city left untouched by my torture. Everyone should suffer." She turned away, watching as the chaos began.​

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"Alistair," she said coolly with her back to him, "If there were a way to break the curse, would you really want to leave me?" asked Lu. There was a hint of sincerity in her voice and her shoulders tensed.​

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Alistair was honestly quite confused as to why the girl would even think that he would even attack her. His tone really wasn't threatening, not that he thought so, but the mind of Temeluchas was always quite confusing to decipher so he really didn't think much about it. Her little seductive tone had changed all to instantly and it seems his words had at least affected her so. It still felt quite nice to hear that annoyed tone of voice, but Alistair knew that he shouldn't go overboard.

"Right right, I gotcha, slice and dice and all that jazz...tis what I was about to do before you went off and accused my of attempting such a heinous crime" Alistair said exaggerating a tad as he closed his eyes and took a step forward. She was giving him quite the quota and he was merely expecting just the loss of lives. Buildings were things he did not expect to destroy but he knew complaining would just set him back some more so he would have to at least make an attempt to destroy some shit.

A step was taken but he stopped instantly the moment he heard his mistress call out his name. Her voice wasn't the bossy demanding usual one, but a calm one. With their backs facing each other, Alistair's eyes widened for a second but merely shut calmly as a warm smile came across his face. "I've been with you this long already...I don't see why I'd ever leave you...heh...dare I say I can't imagine life without my little mistress and her bossy mouth" Alistair said soflty before letting out a small chuckle as he walked forward, heading off to do as told.

 

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"T-thank you" Caius said thanking Anna both for the compliment and for her moving his items off the floor. As Caius glanced down at the locket that was taken apart, he listened to Anna's words with his attention locked on her words. He was too nervous to really look at the girl so he merely continued to stare down at his work, hoping he didn't upset the girl in any way.

He felt a bit sad that she felt terrible and he wished he could do something about it, but what she said next about Soren immediately made his eyes widen in surprise. All that time he always thought Soren loathed him. He never understood why, but even he hated himself sometimes so it wasn't a real surprise. What was a surprise however was hearing that Soren didn't hate him. It made him smile and he was glad.

His eyes closed as he listened to Anna hum and Caius opened his eyes and stared up at Anna with a smile "that a really nice tune...you have a pretty voice" Caius said starring back at the trinket. "Ummm....well...do you still want to help me with this? I can tell you what to do and...um..we can give Cal this together and show our thanks together...." Caius said nervously.

 

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"I just thought something was wrong with me." Soren told her as they walked. He glanced over at Cal before continuing. "If you have any answers I'd like to hear them."

"Well that's good," she replied softly. Cal never thought there was anything wrong with Soren. He was just angry and it was understandable.

"You're a good person, Cal. Much better than me."

She glanced up at him, still holding his hand, and shook her head. "That's not true." she muttered.

"You don't just look nice." said Soren.

She laughed.

"You're the prettiest girl I've ever seen. Just...don't tell Anna I said that." He lowered his head.

Cal laughed again and nodded once. "I won't. It'll be our secret." They reached the staircase leading to the main floor and she pointed her thumb at it. "This way." They ascended the stairs and walked quietly down the hall, rounding the corner to head through the large marble doors that lead outside. She let go of Soren's hand to push them open and shut after they made it out. "I wanted to show you what it looked like out here. We're not supposed to go outside, but sometimes I would hide at the door and watch Lu sit along the banks of the Phlegethon and dip her feet in." she revealed.

She stepped forward and knelt down in front of the River of Fire. "It's not exactly romantic or anything, but I kind of like the way the river looks. I mean, I've only seen rivers through the Mirrors, but personally, I think this is way better than any river made of water." Hesitantly, Cal dipped her fingers into the flames. It didn't burn her up, but a tingling sensation ran up her arm and she smiled.​

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