[i][color=662d91]Hurt me as much as you are hurt?[/color][/i]
A howling laughter echoed trough Hank's head.
[i][color=662d91]Adorable.[/color][/i]

Magnus's jaw snapped shut, tearing the colt from Hanks hand and crushing it between shark-like rows of teeth.
The metal bent and tore like tinfoil as Magnus chewed twice before spitting the shrapnel in his assailants face.
Al the while filling his head with mocking words of laughter.

[i][color=662d91]If that's what you really want. I will speak apologies.[/color][/i]
His clawed hand took Hank's arm in a vice grip and turned swift and viciously, forcing Hank to the ground.
[i][color=662d91]But first...[/color][/i]
For the first time Hank was personally and directly confronted with the absurd strength old bloods held.
In a single motion Magnus stood looming over the fledgeling, one arm pinned tightly behind Hank's back, slowly pulling the arm further up.
Hank could sense barbed needles run softly along the back of his neck, one movement and the needle would sink into flesh.
[i][color=662d91]You need a lesson in loss. Young one.[/color][/i]

Magnus was going to [b][i]slowly[/i][/b] rip his arm of. 

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[color=82ca9d]"You're the human mister Magnus and Hale were questioning, right?"[/color] Ashlynn hesitatingly asked as she approached.
[color=silver]"Then you must be the Lady Mo's childe?"[/color]
[color=82ca9d]"How did you know that?"[/color]
[color=silver]"I pay attention when others speak. Heard Mo talk. I can tell she's proud of you."[/color]
[color=82ca9d]"She gave me everything I have now."[/color]
[color=silver]"Where is she now?"[/color]
[color=82ca9d]"..."[/color]
[color=silver]"You do know where she is right?"[/color]
[color=82ca9d]"She's on the battlefield.."[/color]
[color=silver]"And that makes you uneasy doesn't it?"[/color]
[color=82ca9d]"..."[/color]
[color=silver]"A heavy feeling of dread and longing. As her childe you are bound to her, and she to you.
That's how she'll always know where you are, and if you're safe."[/color]
Ashlynn stared at Martin in fearful silence. Her eyes were wide.
[color=82ca9d]"It feels like my heart is breaking."[/color]
[color=silver]"That means you have a strong connection. You feel her pain, her-"[/color]
Panicked tears sprung in Ashlynns eyes as she interrupted him.
[color=82ca9d]"She's dying!"[/color]

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Mohowauuck had started to move. A colossal arctic wolf made it's way trough the battlefield.
Bright white stained with crimson red, washed in the deep orange of the afternoon sun.
As she started her struggle towards the peace of the woods it started to rain.
Thick warm drops of tropical monsoon fell from the heavens.
The downpour would come wash all away.