Mikhail would sleep on the couch, letting Sarah take the bed. Despite this, he would wake up refreshed, new strength filling him. And...the sword, the Blade That Ends Misery, it was gone. A brief moment of worry took over Mikhail, before the sword manifested in his right hand once more. Concentrating, the boy would open his mind to the spots of hope around him; both kids and former Cultists.

[i]Their Hope is my hope now, their strength, my strength.[/i] He thought of going back to the skylight, but didn't want to worry Sarah. And so he just sat on the couch, waiting for new instructions from his new patron...

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