Alpha Nero
This call is too important to get distracted.
The phone crackles, and I hear the familiar voice of my older brother, Nero, come through. “Orion, Arkyn, you there?”
“Yeah, we’re here,” I say, my voice a little rougher than I’d like. Arkyn nods silently next to me, his sharp gaze flicking between the phone and the door, always alert, always ready.
“Good. Aeron’s with me,” Nero continues, and I can hear a faint rustle as Aeron presumably shifts closer to the phone on their end. “Let’s get started.”
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