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another mind, another soul, another body to grow old. it's not complicated. Otem could feel her heart palpitating so clearly in her chest that it was almost distracting. She felt the muscles clench around the beating organ and with every furious and confused breath she drew, her heart flooded her body with blood. But for what? The creature that had killed so many stood before them, and everyone simply held their attacks? Was it not better to die in service of something meaningful, than to be a slave to someone else? Honestly, the girl didn't really know where these thoughts were coming from, but they felt good and right as they rattled around in her brain. Feeling angry and hostile and directionless, the long-legged girl moved to stand by Iskra and her Father. On her wither Pandora hooted uncertainly while Otem's ears flattened against her skull. If Isopia was here, she would probably have just internalized Kaos' instructions and done what he had asked. Was that what Otem should be doing? Living life as her mother would, since Isopia was no longer around to live it herself? Gulping down her feelings and a mouthful of air Otem looked to the two men at her side, hoping one of them would give her direction.

_{art by Chloe!}