Date: 2017-10-27 12:34 am (UTC)
propertool: (the jackals will return)
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"I know. I know I had to."

It came out as a sob, but Dorian had conviction. It was the only path that either of the could have taken at that point. But that hardly made it okay.

Yet he wanted to feel comforted by that voice, even when it was bubbling as his lungs filled with his own blood.

With a last effort, Dorian stood back and gave a sharp wave of his arm. The spikes of ice through Bull's chest receded and crumbled, leaving Bull's wounds open to bleed. Dorian had hit two of his major arteries, on purpose and on instinct. Bull wouldn't last long once the ice wasn't holding his chest together anymore.

That was purposeful. There was no need to make him suffer. Dorian had never felt that need, not when he'd been betrayed by his father, not by Alexius, and not by Bull.

"It's pointless, you know. It's all for naught, all of this. Your people can't win this, not in the long-term. You've got to know that?"
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