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"Whoa hey. What's wrong?" Baal asks his brother. Softly, the younger twin mumbles on his brother's shoulder. "It's okay. Everything is okay now. I'm right here." Baal rubbed their brothers back, holding him gently as if he'd fall apart and Aym held them back with the tightness of a man who saw his loved one disappear in front of his eyes.

"I-I saw you die. The-That Lamb slit your throat." Ba'al's memory of the events were slim, blurry little things. They don't remember much but they remember the Lamb. He members their staff breaking from the force and- "It's okay."

Pulling himself off of Ba'al, Aym roughly wiped away his tears. "Did you get another cut on your eye?" His sibling asked softly and with a poisonous hiss in his words, Aym responded with, "From that damned Lamb. The fucker cut it."

"Can you see out of it?"

Aym froze, the thought never crossing his mind. He blinked a couple times but shook his head in dismay. "No."

"That's okay. I'll be your eye from now on." Aym looked up at Ba'al, finally finished rubbing his eye. He smiled and was about to thank him when the cat noticed something out of the corner of his eye. Wooden sticks with markings on them splintered and shattered on the ground. Metal pieces broken off or cracked. A once divine weapon was now broken and nothing more than normal wood.

"Ah! Our staff!" Aym shouted. "That is not ideal.." Ba'al said, walking up next to his brother.`

"It isn't. What will we do now?"

"We move on."

"Brother we are basically defenseless."

With that Ba'al chuckled. "We aren't defenseless. We have plenty!" He spoke loudly, his arms raising and falling to meet his point. Aym looked at him with annoyance and confusion. As he crossed his arms he asked his brother, "What are you on about?"

"I have my knives, yes? You have your magic still, correct? We'll be fine." Ba'al looked back at his brother a mischievous and cocky lint in his eyes accompanied by a smirk.)