"Go, Kai."
Aria's voice came down from her firing position above the line, serene and final, her silver-violet crescents already banking for the next wave without a pause in her rhythm. She did not look down at him.
Bastet was in full agreement. "We didn't decide to ascend in this fight just so you could stay here and hold our hands, Master."
Luna landed on the carcass of the Wraithstride she'd just split, red lightning still trailing off her shoulders, and her grin was sharp and completely unafraid. "We said sink or swim. So let us swim!"
Calypso ripped her axe free from the monster she'd buried it in and met his eyes, the heat that kiddos had lit in her chest riding behind every word. "Go, Darling. We'll be here when you get back."
Kaiden looked at them.
