Thread:ThisIsXenon/@comment-32273133-20190602005414/@comment-35042251-20190602012843

There was a soft glow of silver lights that swirled into the figure of Silverskies, who’s face was a mixture of shock, horror, and relief. She ran towards the room, a dark blue umbrella over her. “Clay! Micah!” She yelled above the thunder, halting a foot away from the shaking demigods. “Thank the skies, you’re okay.” She breathed, pulling them both into a quick, brief hug.