Xael
“Are you trying to get yourself killed?” Xena asks under her breath. She knows what this means. Everyone does.
“It’s better than losing you.”
She clenches her fists and glares at me.
“I will be at peace knowing you were still mine when I died.”
She huffs and turns away from me. I am going to miss this.
“You are so evil. Xael is going to die because of you,” stupid Fiona accuses Xena, who completely ignores her.
“Shut the f**k up, before I snap your neck,” I growl, meaning every word. She shrinks before running off in tears.
“I know that he is a Lycan and that we won’t win, but maybe we can take him with us,” Clint suggests. He has strangely accepted our fate better than me. He really meant it when he suggested that we get rid of him earlier.
I, on the other side, am still
