"What the fuck are we going to do?" I asked once Kiema had finally cried herself to sleep. "This is literally killing her."
Saint and Kord looked ready to battle demons barehanded.
Saint shook his head. "I don't know. But I can't handle her getting caught in the middle of all of this. This is tearing her apart."
"I know I haven't known any of you for very long," Kord began. "But if what Hellion says is true - "
Saint snarled, cutting off our fourth.
"I've heard the legends of the Reckoning. His story, in this particular part, lines up with what I already knew. I think we can actually trust him on this part. Even if nothing else he says can be taken as fact." He pushed his glasses up his nose, looked between both of us.
I nodded for him to continue.