Northstar Vale shortcomings

His name was thunder, lightning —

crashing down on him.

It felt as if someone above had thrown their bolt down on him and it ran through his body. Sharp and stiff he stood now. Even if he knew that voice, even if he knew that it was not as harsh as lightning would be.

He turned to look over his own rain drenched form to see Losi behind him.

What do you want?

But his voice was not point or displeasured. No, no. It asked after her. It asked what she wanted, not to dismiss her but to invite her into whatever this moment was.

She was on a journey, but what did she want from that journey?

Athens was not sure he was built to go on much longer. Their odds had increased with each other but he imagined even with the bounty of summer, he was not skilled enough to make it through the hotter months by trudging along.