Convergence of Circumstance

Jack gave Sunny and Goose a reassuring nod, and that was all they needed. Goose knew the drill, but Sunny especially understood that, whatever weird work her aunt did... it was serious, and it was dangerous. She had seen Jack arrive home splattered in blood, had seen her pouring dittany over nasty looking injuries, had gotten peeks at mysterious scars. And Sunny still remembered the terrifying boggart, and the threats levied against Jack. To Sunny, the eldest Dyllan was a pillar of strength who had survived the worst the world could throw at her. If she needed them home, Sunny understood.

"Michael?" Jack asked, having spotted a strange shift in her friend. She followed his gaze but whatever he had seen was either gone or hidden. But he didn't answer, so the danger was not immediate.

But whatever it was, it had certainly shaken him to the core.

She reached out and grabbed Michael's arm, and they twisted in the air.

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