My Way Or the Highway

Haera glanced at Tolith and Nimue standing at Fir' and Rychell's pods before looking back at Voron.

"We can go home without taking down the barrier for those assholes in the sky, if only we can get the bone. Wasting time on this…" She pointed at Voron's table that was full of potions and notes. "...medicine that you know you can't reproduce, will only prolong their suffering."

She placed her hand on her chest over her heart, "We have all watch our friends die throughout the centuries. Even killed some of them ourselves, but we have always known that doing so will bring us closer to our goal."

"We can't just leave them like this…" Tolith slow shook his head in dismay.

"Why not? You think Rychell wouldn't do the same if it were you in that pod rather than him?"

The three of them got quiet.