They gave him a ring of everything they had.
Aria lifted two meters off the grass on a soft column of moonlight, ankles crossed, serene. Luna summoned the Stormblade with a crack and started cutting the air into pieces for practice. Bastet planted her bare feet and let the ground under them press, a weight the grass bent under.
Nyx floated the tea tray she had carried down from the veranda, cups and all, because she had not wanted to leave it behind. Alexandra raised a small gold dome over herself and waited inside it looking like she wanted to apologize to the maples in advance.
Calypso simply hefted the axe, and it buzzed in her grip.
"Ready, Darling!"
"Big Brother," Alice chimed from the halo, out loud so everyone could hear it, "I'm putting a thread on that lantern and keeping it there. If mine goes out, I'll say so."
A hair of golden light drew itself from the halo to the nearest lantern and hung there, steady.
'Okay.'
Kaiden breathed in, and the lawn went cold.
