Some performances deserve applause. Some deserve Oscars. Damon's deserved a funeral, because he was killing it.
Renwick Lunaris thought he was watching a briefing, but he was actually front-row of a magic show so good he still hadn't realized the rabbit was fucking him.
"We don't have wards in Greyhall so my assumption is she arrived via portal, but I will keep you updated as we get more information on how. Alpha Shadowfell stood in between her and Stonehowl. The Dark Fae hit him with a concentrated blast of dark magic and his heart stopped."
Damon reported it like a weather forecast. Clear skies, slight chance of attempted murder, 100% chance of political fallout.
The temperature dropped like someone opened a freezer door. Neither Maddox nor Kael moved a muscle. Which, for these two, was the equivalent of a standing ovation for Damon's delivery.
PLAY 5: THE COMMUNITY CARD
