The hand around his throat was tight. He couldn't breathe. He couldn't think. Colours were bursting in his vision. Keith's cries were muffled. Lions were falling. His first home was crumbling. The ancient sword in his hand was dulled and chipped, and his bayard was destroyed by Kuron. All hope is seemingly lost. But, Lance could feel a twinge of electricity in his veins, and Blue growled in his consciousness. He let out a smirk in his half consciousness daze. Shit was about to go down.
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