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The beach had become Mesec’s favourite spot to come and clear his head - thoughts seemed to come easier to him here. Things had started to make sense here once-upon-a-time before everything had unravelled again. That seemed to be a general theme to how his life was going but maybe now things would stabilize once again. He was trying to make a home, trying to recreate the feeling of having a family, and he had dreams of the idea Ampere had introduced to him.

This place reminded him of her too, he’d be lying if it wasn’t a reason to visit.

They always seemed to run into each other here and this day was no different, but the circumstances were. He didn’t see Ampere at first - he saw the group. Such a large group in the wilds was something that would catch anyone’s attention, no one really clumped together like that outside of the herd lands. Unless there was a new outcast group starting up? But no, there was something off about this group. Circling lower, noting that he was not the only eye in the sky, he was shocked to notice that this was no family group. These were warriors and they had prisoners. After everything that had happened, everything that he could have stopped, he was not about to sit by and let this happen. Two familiar faces were on the ground, landing in front of the group, and he would not let them face the group alone.

And of course, now he had a chance to use the magic that the Moon Goddess had given him, that temporary trick that allowed him to give orders to others that forced them to obey, and the magic was gone - leached from him at the reveal of her betrayal. But really, he didn’t want that gift now anyway, not when he knew about her and what she had done.

Mesec did not so much land as materialize in a whirlwind of shadow and darkness on the other side of Ampere - flanking her with Megaera. A showy entrance, yes, wouldn’t mother be proud but it served its purpose to demonstrate his powers to these vagabonds. “What purpose do you have for keeping these two prisoner?” Mesec asked, his voice sounding significantly braver than he actually felt. He knew this was wrong, knew that something did not feel right with all these warriors surrounding the pair with a dragon in the cage, but he was not the type to utter threats. If there was going to be a battle, he would know if there was a reason. He did not believe in the type of justice that made assumptions and attacked first before knowing. Though he had to admit this situation did seem rather black-and-white.

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