Chapter 1245 Just Go

• Fraser
• Wren closes the door to the armory with a thud. I blink past the fractured memories that have been clogging my senses for the past few hours and rise from a stone bench, turning to meet him. His footsteps are solid and determined. I’m sure his facial expression is set with that same determination, but as it stands, I can’t see a Goddess-damned thing.
• “Where’ve you been? I’ve been looking all over for you.” He motions to the room at large, which is, pun intended, quite large. It’s not a space for foxes, for sure, and it even swallows me in my human form.