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The week Herik spent in isolation made him miss the Coven, but now that's he's back to all the bickering cattiness maybe he should've stayed home. Even he knows that stress doesn't help heal injuries and he's got a long way to go, before he's up and running again. He let go of Chompy. The gator went on back to the sunbathing and swimming in the pool. What luck his fine scaly friend has to relax. He needs a vacation. He shook his arm again, Asta returned as his tattoo. Herik hobbled into the living room on his crutches aiming to take a seat beside Lyss when she dropped the news that Izzy was murdered. He tightened his grip on the crutches, tears overwhelmed his vision. Another sister taken. She was alone, afraid, no there to aid her. He should've stayed home today and even with the news of her death the Coven couldn't get their heads out of their own asses to grieve their fallen sister. 

He left the living room and opted for the dining room instead. It was mostly closed off from where everyone else was. Just around the corner through an archway. He took a seat at the end of the table furthest from the door. He hadn't bothered to turn the lights on. He wallowed in the darkness of his feelings and grief. Just when he felt a little better about Ellie, Izzy's gone too. She didn't deserve that. She wasn't all that bright and she drank too much. He'd hoped that she's learn to love herself, sober up while she was around everyone else, but she's dead. She'll never get the chance to grown into the better version of herself. Everyone stops when someone dies. He laid his head on his arms, tears soaked his skin, everything was too much. He joined the Coven to make friends and learn magic. This is so far removed from where the group originally started. Should he leave? But he has a goal. Maybe the question is could he do it alone with everything he's learned so far. Dumb question. He couldn't. Monstrous beings that kill and have the sentience to control others is beyond what he expected. If he faced one of those things alone he'd die for sure. He knows he would. If only his mother was awake, then he wouldn't be in this mess. He hasn't felt this emotional since he was kicked off the wrestling team. He needs a drink.