Besides, My workings would probably be destroyed on the off-chance I wasn’t being sarcastic. Yes, try to fool the god of war into falling for a last-minute strategic feint. Nope, they would die in my place, and I didn’t know if I could plan my way out of a situation I knew nothing about in My current state. I could exchange My essence with that of one of My generals. As the armored form of Anduiras strode towards Me, sword in hand, I internally flicked through the scenarios of what plans I could use to escape. I was dying, and there was nothing I could use in My vast array of magic to heal. “Since your school leave ends next week, how does Saturday sound?”Īs I left, I suddenly remembered I forgot to tell her about the dreams. “And that is our time for this week,” she said as she glanced at the clock. I let out the breath I had held for a week. Taylor,” she said as she leaned in closer. You couldn't stand for that, and that says a lot about you. “You saw another student having to suffer her cruelty, and you realized the Sphinx would keep on being a bully, and a murderous one at that. “And yet what made you angry was the fact that when the Sphinx began to hurt her, you didn't see Emma.” I felt Yamada put a comforting hand on my shoulder. I weight that I didn’t know was on my chest came off. “She’s a horrible, fucking awful person who has made my life hell for the past year and a half, and that’s after she…after she…” “Because she’s a bully!” I screamed, suddenly angry again, but not at Yamada. “Taylor, I don’t know why you and Emma hate each other-“ I felt the pain of tears forcing their way out again, for the fourth time that week. I hadn’t, but I didn’t know what I thought. “…And you think that you killed the Sphinx for the pleasure of having done so.” It took a second for her to realize what I was implying. “Look, I’ll be truthful here-I hate Emma. “You were scared, you were angry, you saw that monster threatening another student, and you did what you could to defend her.” You’re not going through this alone.” Yamada gave a comforting smile. “What do you think?” I immediately regretted the caustic aside as it escaped from my mouth. The last thing I remembered before I fainted out the sound of lightning and thunder. I knew you were a strong one.” Then, looking more disappointed than anything, he fell over, giving me a look at the deep wound my scissors had inflicted on his upper chest. I also became aware of a look of other shock and dismay on the man-lion’s face. Dimly, I was aware of hot blood traveling down my arm, already cooling.

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