I take his hand, and we face the barrier together. Without saying a word, we both throw a spell forward. Green light meets yellow, the two becoming storm and sun, respectively. Total opposites, unlike fire and wind, but they still start to swirl together, joining into a single spell. Sunny skies, full of warmth and peace, and stormy seas, full of danger and rage. I feel Mac right now feel the way he usually is. Insecure, child-like, not nearly as happy as he often seems. I feel him. inside as well, right down to the hateful part of me that killed all those men. He recoils, gritting his teeth, our spells beginning to break apart. "Mac, no! You have to trust mel" He didn't say anything about it. He was the only one I thought wouldn't judge me for it I don't know. You were so cold-so terrifying. It's the same as him." Nodding toward the god on the ground, he closes his eyes, struggling to focus as our spells drift further a
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