Chapter 161: Chapter 161: Kismet

The funny thing about fate? Despite everything you try to do, despite every effort to save yourself and everyone you cared about from imminent destruction in the best and most direct way possible, there are times when that most unhappy of threads of the Loom of Creation take you down a road you least expected.

I didn't realize Kismet had arrived until I felt her touch my arm, looking around in stunned disbelief, still filtering Isis's poison to the gathering through the power of my empathic field, Chaos's inability to stop me driving her to fury I'd never felt before. The only saving grace, I suppose, the fact she sat trapped behind my empathy while Isis used us, so the mighty unhappiness that was the persona of destruction only impacted me.

She wasn't helping, but she didn't care.