Luna cracked her knuckles. The sound was barely audible given her size, but the grin she aimed up at Kaiden was sharp and sure.
"So," the gremlin said. "When do we start?"
The deployment interface pulsed at the board's edge, waiting for Kaiden's command. He didn't give it yet.
His gaze drifted to Alexandra.
She stood behind his chair, still and straight, watching Luna stretch on her square, watching Aria pool moonlight at her fingertips, watching Nyx study the enemy formations with pink eyes that were already three moves ahead.
Her friends were preparing for war and the Hearth Valkyrie's contribution to that effort was standing very still and trying not to show disappointment.
Her Restoration had never touched a real wound. She had a class and no one to practice on because nobody was hurt yet.
Kaiden looked at her for a moment. Then he drew the edge of the Blood Monarch's Gauntlet across his own wrist.
