( Emilia went through the beacon when Wrath did not, but his wife returned knowing far more than she did before she went through the beacon. It changes a great deal, but as is ever true, there is little time to appreciate the differences or to know what it means for their future here. They are to leave.
Wrath has little he wishes to bring with him though he is certain to carefully pack his gift for assisting with the city, to place fine clothing he appreciates into a bag, to have his dagger at his side. He can only hope the next accommodations they have will allow for the same level of privacy and ownership in the space, but given where they were previously, he does not have high hopes. It's another reason to pack lightly, but in the process of packing and unpacking, he must undo the wards he created, including the one that protects the tongue from being accessed at all.
This is the task he is in the middle of completing when Allison appears, shadow and gold surround him like whisps of snakes while he whispers the words to break the wards.
He does not turn though he hears her before she has knocked, can feel the shift in anger inside of her even though it is quieter at the moment. The devil knows anger in an intrinsic way (better than most mortals know an old friend, a family member). It calls to him, and he calls to it.
And then Wrath turns to face her, cataloguing her injuries next as if she has gone to battle but none have been waged since last they saw one another. He remembers their conversation before about anger, about what she faced in her own world. )
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Wrath has little he wishes to bring with him though he is certain to carefully pack his gift for assisting with the city, to place fine clothing he appreciates into a bag, to have his dagger at his side. He can only hope the next accommodations they have will allow for the same level of privacy and ownership in the space, but given where they were previously, he does not have high hopes. It's another reason to pack lightly, but in the process of packing and unpacking, he must undo the wards he created, including the one that protects the tongue from being accessed at all.
This is the task he is in the middle of completing when Allison appears, shadow and gold surround him like whisps of snakes while he whispers the words to break the wards.
He does not turn though he hears her before she has knocked, can feel the shift in anger inside of her even though it is quieter at the moment. The devil knows anger in an intrinsic way (better than most mortals know an old friend, a family member). It calls to him, and he calls to it.
And then Wrath turns to face her, cataloguing her injuries next as if she has gone to battle but none have been waged since last they saw one another. He remembers their conversation before about anger, about what she faced in her own world. )
You went through the beacon.