Archetype I felt strange, the world still spinning from the impact of what she’d done.
Who da thought something so beautiful could pick me apart so quickly.
I’d been tracking her, and her grandfather, for over two years.
Never once had she given any indication she was capable of that kind of power
Of course I’d heard the rumors, we all had. There was no escaping them
No one was dime witted enough to think they were anything more than naive babblings of the commoners
Turns out we were wrong, in particular I had been wrong, and now I was paying for it.
