Justin… I’m sorry.
Anna and I were at Wendy’s office this morning when, I guess it was magic but I’m more inclined to think of it as an undeniable omen, suggested that Justin was in danger. We didn’t know what to expect when we got to his house and it didn’t matter. I went in with the intention to do whatever was necessary to help.
Apparently that included disintegrating a “puppet” with one slash of my sword.
We weren’t fast enough. Justin’s mother died and there wasn’t anything I could have done to prevent it, and I don’t intend to let that fact hamper my ability to be there for someone who needs me in the future.
Wendy, Anna, Justin and myself are in this together now until the end. I will protect them against these, Disciples, until either the entire cult is dealt with, or I draw my last breath.