The Trap Set in Ash
Lucien
“Are you sure about this, Lucien?” Zyrean asked as he fell into step just behind Madeline and me. “I mean, what if it's a trap or something?”
Seeing Zyrean’s normal, sarcastic personality shift into something so serious was mildly jarring. I guess in a moment like this, when a horde of mind-controlled angels were knocking at your front door, you finally start to take more things seriously.
“Oh, it's most definitely a trap. That's the whole point.” I murmured as we reached the door of the Citadel; the blue flames on either side surged higher, licking the stone as if they tasted blood on the wind.
“So, we are just going to walk right into it like he wants us to? That doesn't seem like a smart move, Boss,” Zyrean raked his hand through his silver hair, causin
