Flame in the Mirror

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The clouds covered the sky with a dreary purple, the moon hidden from sight.

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Various strikes of thunder and lightning could be heard, illuminating the castle.

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Everyone was sitting inside the common room, all appearing to be on edge.

Adora's arm hung over the chair, visibly vigilant, Glimmer standing in front of the lit fireplace.

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Y/N sat beside Adora, Bow on their left side, arms crossed as they stared down at the ground.

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Glimmer turned around, facing the others.

"I called you all here to discuss what happened today."

Everyone faced Glimmer, all of them looking guilty and upset.

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"The mission to retake Dryl was a complete disaster."

"We barely made it out."

"I want to know why."

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Bow sounded surprised and almost in complete dismay when he explained, "The Horde knew we were coming; They were ready for us!"

"How do they keep doing this?"

"We thought they might have been tracking Y/N, but they and Adora weren't even there today."

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Y/N felt a scowl crawl across their face at the mention.

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Ever since what happened with the pulse bots, plus her attitude at the Kingdom of Snows when they were all trying to reopen the supply line, gave them a bad feeling.

"Isn't it obvious?" Mermista chimed, catching their attention.

She slammed her hands onto the table, "There's a Horde spy somewhere in Brightmoon."

Lightning struck right as she finished speaking, Sea Hawk staring in fear.

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Almost everyone was in shock by the assumption.

Especially Y/N, who was uneasy.

They swallowed thickly as she continued.

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"And no one is going anywhere until we figure out who it is..."

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"Pick yourself up once more..."

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"Oh, pick yourself up, cause..."

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