Tug rids in tense silence alongside Tech and Sam on their way to the Circle. If one iota of ectoplasm on Falx's head had been harmed, Tug would make sure his brother had plenty company on the other side. His fist tightens around his dragon knuckle. But he wasn't in this alone- alongside the newly Awakened and Acanthus Councilor, his fellow Sentinels would be meeting them outside Arrow HQ.
Biscuit squirms agitatedly in his lap as the Shaman performs the mudras that would bridge his consciousness to the Primal Wilds. "Protect yourself like I told you the other day, Sam. No telling what we'll find." He hoped they didn't find an empty armory. If the rest of the Death Dealers had taken West's extensive gun collection, things were going to get worse in Sacramento, if that were actually possible. Once the trio arrive, Tug keeps an eye out for West and Joshua.
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