บท 192: Chapter 192: So Heavy

Piers spun me around and hugged me, despite the fact doing so could have jarred loose my control of Jean Marc. Who was I kidding? It was only then I realized my friend had layered his own white sorcery on top of the tight and painful cage I'd build around the prone form of the Brotherhood leader. And that the room was getting very, very crowded, the youthful, furious faces of the Steam Union appearing in tunnels of darkness as he called in his cavalry to contain their enemies.

"Syd." He swung me side to side before setting me down, a bit breathless, eyes shining. "You know what this means?"

I did. "The end to the Brotherhood." I grinned at him, suddenly elated myself. How long had we been working toward this? And I'd only been part of the fight for a decade or so. Piers and his people had been fighting for centuries.

It had to feel good.