One Hundred and Twenty Seven.

Dex

“Please Cleo. It’s hard enough becoming this. I need my hand, I need my eye.”

“My magic doesn't work like that. You have seen it, Dex. All I am meant to do is hurt people.” She closes her eyes and sighs. “It’s all I’ve done is hurt people.”

“No.”

“Yes, Dex. Even when protecting Fallon, I was hurting others.”

“But you were doing what you felt was right. You were doing what you were suppose