here we stand with their blood on our hands
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sorry, this is short. :/
      Samael said nothing, gaze shifted to Gabriel only when he spoke. There was no need for words from the creature—his presence was enough, as far as he was concerned. Inferni would live, and the world would go on. But there were far more pressing things that attracted his attention. For one, the appearance of Molochai. The silent exchange between his brothers said it all, and Samael quietly moved away, back into the shadows from which he'd emerged.
      There he seated himself in the darkness, for he no longer wished to be in the presence of the others and laid his head on his paws. Fatigue from the journey settled in, along with something else that seemed to weigh him down to the earth. Kaena was gone, he knew that. Yet this renewed revival of that thought didn't please him. Molochai was her loyal son, and he'd never leave her side without reason.
      This meant she was truly gone.
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