8
Vesper
Slamming yet another book shut and tossing into the haphazard pile collecting on her library desk, Vesper stood up and gave herself a shake. The cavernous, dusty library was practically empty — this was the time of night that Kith were the most active, so it made sense.
Finding the answers she needed was proving impossible. Or rather, she was finding the answers, but they weren’t what she needed to know.
Killing Kirael was out of the question. She’d need to have the flaming sword from another Fallen, someone at least as powerful as he was. She’d need to cleave his head from his shoulders and pierce his heart, then do some insane-sounding ritual to send his soul spiraling away.
She’d have to make him cease to exist, basically… plus, it would take her months to gather the neede
