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after she finishes the first drink she orders another. the lobby was quiet at the moment but she liked it that way. she leans back in her chair and closes her stunning blue eyes but leaves her ears open on high alert.
Silas was terrified, literally shaking in his boots. War? With real people? It was so different from the practice dummies in the Witch's spell room. Silas didn't know what to do. On one hand, how could he stand by and let others fight to defend him with their lives on the line and do nothing. He couldn't, he'd have to fight. But then again, how could he snuff out another person's life? How could he possibly kill someone? Silas was so distraught, he felt like he was being pulled apart. He felt the need to protect his friends, but could he end another's life to do so? He sidled closer to Sierra. "I don't like this." He said quietly, squeezing her hand. Finally, after a few more encouraging and empowering words, Firvin finished his speech. Silas was impressed. Despite his own reservations, he couldn't help but respect Firvin's confidence and preparedness. Silas was enamored with him, the way he stood tall, the way he called for action. It was breathtaking to scared little Silas. Was Firvin such a presence this whole time?
At that, a line formed, most everybody was agreeing to help. Silas shrunk back. He couldn't, how could he? The only one who had ever hurt anyone was Bane. Silas wouldn't hurt a fly. Bane was always the one pushing Silas, he was even doing it now, raging against Silas's barriers, trying to make him fight. Silas swallowed hard, sweat was beginning to form on his face. Bane was raging against him, fighting for dominance with every fiber of his being. Silas held him back with sheer force of will alone. 'Go away Bane. I won't let you hurt people.' Silas yelled at Bane, scolding him in their mind. 'Come on you wuss, those people are evil, they're attacking your home Silas, your HOME. Doesn't that mean anything to you?' Silas couldn't think of anything to say. Bane was right, but a life was still a life. Who was he to decide who should live and who should die? That was when he heard Sierra speak up.
"I will fight to protect my brothers and sisters, I will speak to my lord and ask him for help. The humans have got themselves into a mess... again. I suppose they should learn who really are the more powerful race." Silas felt his heart shatter. How could he stay home while his Sierra, his darling, sweet Sierra went off to war. What would he do, stay home? Watch the Facility till they got back? How could he possibly be content staying home while everyone he loved fought to protect each other. Silas felt his hand squeeze around his wand, whose tip shimmered for a moment in response to Silas's fighting spirit. Silas walked up to Firvin, his hand clecnhed tight around the handle of his wand. "I-I'll go too. I have to protect you. Besides, if Bane gives us that much trouble, imagine how much he'll give to our enemies." Silas said, fumbling at first, then slowly gaining confidence as he spoke.
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