( He turns, as if she has finally grown the knuckles to fill a gauntlet and slap it round across his cheek. As if the ache of her anger bruises him.
He has faced this before, found Wei Ying and his atrocities and known himself lacking in the spirit to alleviate evil. Since, Hanguang-Jun, seeker of chaos.
Since, a face pale and morose, begrudging exorcist of transgression — yet minimally efficient against simple, petty, human wrongs. Wei Ying, who protects ghosts from the wretchedness of men. Lan Wangji, who only sees danger to people from the vast undeath beyond.
Now, it suffocates him. )
They speak of murders in the Wards. A reaper. We hunt him.
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( He turns, as if she has finally grown the knuckles to fill a gauntlet and slap it round across his cheek. As if the ache of her anger bruises him.
He has faced this before, found Wei Ying and his atrocities and known himself lacking in the spirit to alleviate evil. Since, Hanguang-Jun, seeker of chaos.
Since, a face pale and morose, begrudging exorcist of transgression — yet minimally efficient against simple, petty, human wrongs. Wei Ying, who protects ghosts from the wretchedness of men. Lan Wangji, who only sees danger to people from the vast undeath beyond.
Now, it suffocates him. )
They speak of murders in the Wards. A reaper. We hunt him.