“You are so weak,” I said.
“Better weak than dead.”
“Do you fear death so much?”
“That is an Eternal'ssss bane. It is an unavoidable truth that one will do anything to avoid passing on.”
As the assembled Hierarchy smirked, Walter reacted. In a calm, measured manner, he reached out to the force field with the talon of his left index. Where Eternal and power collided, a cobalt spark ignited. The miniature lightning flowed over Walter's form as he walked the perimeter of our containment. When at the closest point to she who was the mother of our race, he stopped and withdrew his finger; I could only imagine his pain. “Do you feel the same, Serena?” he said in a voice as gentle as a summer breeze.
The Nordic Queen met his gaze with unreadable eyes. “I do,” she said.
“So our children's g*
