MY CRUEL PROTECTOR
I was a puppet of the sky, a ghost being pulled toward the light.
As I ran, I saw the "Global Echo" in the periphery of my vision. I saw the faces of the people in Moscow, huddled around fires in the streets, looking up at the sky with terror. I saw the generals in their bunkers, their screens showing only the violet heartbeat of the Sovereign. I saw the world I had fought to keep Ruby safe from, and I realized that I had failed.
The world wasn't hunting her anymore. She was the hunter.