“they’re not the strongest force in the world,” rin said. she felt the god’s presence in the back of her mind—eager, delighted, and at last perfectly aligned with her intentions. together, spoke the phoenix, we will burn down this world. she slammed her fist against the table. “i am.”
the unwritten rules hung in the air, reinforced by every passing moment that blood wasn’t spilled. no one would lift a weapon. no one would fight or flee. just this night, just this moment, they had entered a liminal space where their past and their future did not matter, where they could be the children they used to be.
@librarysource mission iv : book alphabet —c for chen kitay
“Pain is good for you,” he[Jun] said as he forced them to crouch in low, torturous endurance stances. “The martial artists of old used to hold this position for an hour straight before training.”
“The martial artists of old must have had amazing thighs,” Kitay gasped.
