"Everyone deserves a chance at life but not at the expense of another's. This method must go away, it no longer befits a place that is trying to grow above the past and abuse." Though those words were more for himself than her. His eyes glowed brightly in the presence of magic, watching the smoke as it dissipated slowly.
"That is it," she was not Miss Clark and would not be referred to as such, "and there is an exit back to Ashdown three doors down, if you want it. Thank you," his tone was careful, calculated, just like the look on his face was, "for your time."
... and that was all he said because he gone in a blink, no desire to stay around with something like her.
The Semblance of Unity
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