[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=F0DAE2]Myth the Muse[/color] and [color=9F6D88]Fleur La Mallificum[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://media.giphy.com/media/pE5rMGbOgvedq/giphy.gif[/img][img]https://em.wattpad.com/bea15c7fd98a3d7bc7198e0379582a72c05df906/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f614c33776b37504a6b7270386d413d3d2d3239373939343234322e313436613939646535643435613331323636353032353534383239342e676966?s=fit&w=720&h=720[/img][hr][color=F0DAE2][b]Location:[/b][/color] The Wizard's Tower - Great Hall
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Myth was lowered to the ground and she stared at Cuyler. [color=F0DAE2]"As happy as I am that you are here, do you think you can stand somewhere else so you don't see what's about to happen?"[/color] She didn't want her first interaction with Cuyler to be him seeing her have a child. Bruce knelt down next to her and grabbed her hand. She could feel he wanted to do something about Tate and the witch who appeared, but she was thankful he was with her.

Fluer, meanwhile, glanced around in case anyone stood up to challenge her. No one did. [color=9F6D88]"Smart move. Ensure the girl gets proper care for the child while I handle him."[/color] In a quick moment, she was near Antonije, hand on the boy's forhead. Her eyes glowed dark as she summoned [b]Dark Magyk[/b] and consumed the power of Chthon that resided in the boy. Once he was out, she released him as Antonie fell to the ground.

He would have no pulse. Myth managed the sight. [color=F0DAE2]"Tate! What did you do to him?"[/color] she glared at Fleur. [color=9F6D88]"Chthon was sucking him dry. I prevented that, but he was too far gone. Damnation.."[/color] Fleur hated to use it, but she was back near Antonije, and she summoned her [b]Lyte Magyk[/b]. She rested her hands on him and imbued him with healing. A warm glow emanated from her hand and his pulse returned. [color=9F6D88]"He will be all right. He should get some rest and fluids, but the same could be said for her."[/color] She said referencing Myth.

Myth, meanwhile, was feeling the contractions. [color=F0DAE2]"He's coming and soon. Are we doing this here?"[/color] she asked around her. It was not her ideal place to give birth, but he was coming whether she was ready or not. Fleur merely stared. She had done her job. These fools would probably never know how close Chthon came had she not intervened. But life was coming and that should be the focus. She was not totally heartless.