Cilicia couldn’t believe it. Her mother had been right all along. The girl didn’t believe that they would ever come home, though she’d never dared to utter those words in front of her mother over the past few months.

She spun around and she realized that she would soon be seeing her father again. Satan. And his wife Nyra. And she could get back to training and being a productive part of Warcrest. So he dad would finally see her potential.

Her own ambitious thoughts were cut short as she heard her mother yell. Blinking she looked around for danger. Muscles tense before she realized it wasn’t a call of danger but of excitement. She watched as her mother threw herself at her step dad.