"Wait, are you saying..." Prometheus trailed off, really thinking about it. If he died in Xerora, then it stood to reason that if whatever was there killed him, then the average Amaurotine must've stood no chance. So, no Amaurot, so few of 'us'. It was simple maths. It was simple, awful, gut-wrenching maths.
"Oh," he said very quietly. He looked at Hades's hands clasping his, gently squeezing his fingers. So, that meant, the end of their civilisation. Hades witnessed that, endured that... ah, no wonder he asked for Prometheus to devour him. That put that bizarre moment into horrifying context.
"How did-" he stopped, realising he didn't want the gory details - or to make Hades recount them. Instead, he asked with a palpable feeling of dread; "How many of us...?"
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"Wait, are you saying..." Prometheus trailed off, really thinking about it. If he died in Xerora, then it stood to reason that if whatever was there killed him, then the average Amaurotine must've stood no chance. So, no Amaurot, so few of 'us'. It was simple maths. It was simple, awful, gut-wrenching maths.
"Oh," he said very quietly. He looked at Hades's hands clasping his, gently squeezing his fingers. So, that meant, the end of their civilisation. Hades witnessed that, endured that... ah, no wonder he asked for Prometheus to devour him. That put that bizarre moment into horrifying context.
"How did-" he stopped, realising he didn't want the gory details - or to make Hades recount them. Instead, he asked with a palpable feeling of dread; "How many of us...?"