“Please, Anathema, please do this for me.”
Anathema took a deep breath in. “I"m…sorry.” He spat the words out as if they were poison. “I didn"t mean to…cripple you.”
It was the least sincere apology Chaos had ever heard, but it seemed enough to Icarus who gave a slight smile and nodded gently.
“I appreciate that, and I also acknowledge that you did it as a demon. A human would not be capable of such a thing, so you are forgiven.”
Icarus accepted the apology with such grace that Chaos was thankful, but something was gnawing at his stomach with dread. It was the look in Anathema"s eyes that said he would do it all again.
“Hey,” Chaos said, and the look was gone.
“Well, I won"t keep you from training any longer. Good luck to you both,” said Icarus in a distant tone again, but a frown cr
