The Voidwalker Ancestor, though, took one step forward. The abandoned fifth end brightened beneath him.
"You talk about sealing him like he's some criminal," he said. "What crime has he actually committed?"
The Ashbourne ancestor growled, "He carries the traitor's blood."
"So do your descendants," the Voidwalker Ancestor said. "They carry the blood of your clans. Does that mean they personally answer for every sin you committed?"
The words landed like a blade. Several elders' expressions changed.
The Valerius ancestor's voice turned colder. "Don't compare our clans to yours."
"I'll compare them however I please," the Voidwalker Ancestor said. "You're judging a young man who hasn't even heard the truth of our history. You call him a traitor because his blood woke up a seat you failed to destroy. You call his legacy stolen because you couldn't take it back yourselves. You're trying to seal him because you're afraid of what he might learn."
