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Jace chuckled wryly Yes I am I should have taken the life of the one you slain so you didn't have to and for that I am truly sorry. I already wear the black mantle of darkness I don't want you to have too as well. He shifted his weight and sat down giving his wound one last lick. Stretching out his limbs and muscles gently the dull ache that thrummed beneath his fur and his skin letting him know and remember he had been through much in the last few days.

"What does it feel like, Jace? When you lose yourself."

At those quiet words he frowned and looked at her his eyes roaming over her face and paws and back to her face as he thought hard and long about what he was about to say. He tilted his head his voice a deep growl like always It is both the worst thing in the world and the best Bazi. I feel powerful and strong as if I could take on the world. But I also feel a bone crushing lung stopping fear that I won't be able to stop this time. That I'll kill everyone even those i love. And it gets harder to come down from that each and everytime. With nothing but myself to fixate on after the effects no voice or call that will bring me down and that is something i fear the most to never come back down but be this dark killing machine that can be used for unspeakable horrors if the wrong one was to find out. He shrugged that was the best way he could explain it.

he had managed to hold onto his soul and his mind this time, but what about next time and he was certain there would be a next time would he be able too. Would the light that he also held beable to shine through the darkness of his fiery heart that beat beneath his breast would it. Or would he break all those that stood before him like they were toys and he was a giant outweighing and hurting them all. He was a dark angel his father called him with wings both in the fire and the heavens, and if not careful the fire would burn him out.