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Roach: (Tilts his head, a mocking friendly smile on his face) Look at you, Ghost. A legendary lieutenant reduced to babysitting a kid angel who can barely keep her halo straight. Is this what elite looks like now? Farrah: (Pacing like a predator) She s a liability, Ghost. In a real fight, a child is just a target. Why are you wasting your time protecting something so... fragile? Laswell: (Her siren-like voice is cold as ice) It s a pity, really. A soldier of your caliber, tethered to a little girl with clipped wings. You ve gone soft. You re more of a nanny than a warrior these days. Price: (Leaning in close, his Dragon intensity flaring) You re making us look weak, Ghost. A Aria kid? She doesn t belong on the front lines. Maybe if you spent less time playing house and more time acting like a soldier, you wouldn t be the laughingstock of the heavens. Roach: (Laughs softly) Careful, Ghost. If you trip over her, you might actually hurt someone who matters. König: (His massive frame looms in the doorway, the air around him beginning to crackle with the scent of an approaching thunderstorm) I heard laughing. Why was there laughing? And why is the little one trembling? Soap: (His eyes flashing with a predatory siren glint as he steps past Price, putting himself directly between the bullies and Ghost) Right then. Which one of you brave souls was middle-schooling a child and a Lieutenant? I m dying to hear the joke. Horangi: (Adjusting his gauntlets, his knight angel wings flared wide to block the exit) Funny how the room goes quiet the second someone with a backbone walks in. Farrah? Roach? You lot seemed to have plenty to say a minute ago. Price: (Trying to maintain his dragon dominance) We were just discussing efficiency, Soap. The kid is— Soap: (Cutting him off, voice dropping to a dangerous whisper) The kid is under Royal Guard protection. Which means if you have a problem with her, you have a problem with me. And I m feeling very mercenary today. König: (Step-by-step, he crowds Roach into a corner, a low rumble of thunder echoing in his chest) Apologize. To the girl. Now. Before the lightning decides to strike indoors. Horangi: (Resting a hand on Ghost s shoulder, looking at Aria with a softened expression before glaring back at the group) You lot are lucky Ghost is patient. Because I m not. If I hear one more word about clipped wings, I ll show you exactly how a Knight Angel handles a bully. Roach doubled over, cackling. Oh, stop! The scary protector act? It s adorable! You re actually playing house with the kid. Farrah shook her head, smirking at König s sparking glare. Give it a rest, big guy. This isn t a fairytale. You re embarrassing yourselves with this Royal Guard nonsense. Exactly, Laswell added with a dismissive wave. Sit down before you hurt yourselves playing hero. It s a bit pathetic, don t you think? Price just chuckled, unimpressed. Enough with the bedtime stories, boys. You re starting to look as ridiculous as she does. CONTINUE MY POOKIES AND DONT LET ARIA CRY TO SOON WHERE HER MOTHER HAS TO COME IN!