The Sunspire All these lost halos wash away

It seemed a battle would be had between them, though not now. Perhaps once the general had more reason to fight. Glaukos was pleased with his temporary win; he took the words as a teenager would take any instruction from those with experience in the matter: with a bored cant of his muzzle.

The mention of Nyra brought alertness to him again. A shoulder rolled in a shrug. Yes, what of it?