Sir Ares, Goodnight

Darkness enveloped Mount Pearl.

Jay and Angeline looked at the dark sky, both of them silently worrying about their child-Jenson.

Angeline nestled in Jay's arms and said with sorrow," Jaybie, I finally understand why you kept it a secret from all of us and fought Doomsday alone back then."

Jay's mind wandered back to a few years ago when he kept a secret from all of his close relatives and faced Doomsday alone...

Dying was easy, actually. Cutting off ties with his family was not. It was especially hard when he was expected to give up on his and Angelina's relationship.

Angelina's voice gently tugged on Jay's heartstrings in the quiet night.

"If I could trade my life for everyone's safety, I believe I'd do the same. I shouldn't have blamed you back then, Jaybie," Angeline said tearfully.

Jay pulled her closer and murmured affectionately, "To be honest, Angeline, I regretted it. I regretted it the moment I was an inch away from death. I regretted leaving you behind and sending you to face the storm alone."

Angelina's eyes turned slightly pink. She commanded

domineeringly, "Don't leave me behind ever again."

her close, his voice hoarse.

Military intelligence division.

a drawing board, absentmindedly sketching

sleep trying to complete Nine Paintings as quickly as you can. You can't do this to yourself, Lil Fox.

"Sis Daisy, Foster Father wants me to sketch the Nine Paintings, so I'm sure it's urgent. I shouldn't let

"Your foster father won't be in the military intelligence division for a few

eyes lit

the perfect opportunity for him to familiarize

"Mm."

stood up, did some stretches, and kicked his legs to loosen his muscles. He flashed an innocent smile at Sis Daisy before asking with ulterior motives in mind,

are the other sisters?"

replied,

of wisdom, but he deliberately sounded listless. "Boring. I'll get some rest too,

before walking to

with a blanket

left,

were Baby Robbie's scribbles, each and every one of them revealing just how

but a bird with broken wings was falling from the sky. Baby Robbie was clearly scribbling himself when he drew the