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Five Thousand Club
Lucius looked away for just a few seconds, looked at the man with wide eyes. "Little -" But Melody was already being made to swing at him, and only a split second shield kept him from being run through. The force of the swing slammed him up and back into a tree, the trunk hard and unyielding at his back, and he collapsed into the grass, coughing and wheezing for breath. Little brother? That - That wasn't possible. He just - That man had only been referring to their kindred as Ravens. Yes. That was it.