[ Cas waved a hand behind him to still Dean. They'd discussed this. There really was only way to prove himself, to Daryl and anyone else watching from the barricade beyond them.
So it's then that he tips his head upward, eyes brightening with such shining, opalescent blue, that it casts the shadows of his ragged wings around him. They're as beaten looking as he is, but what can you expect?
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So it's then that he tips his head upward, eyes brightening with such shining, opalescent blue, that it casts the shadows of his ragged wings around him. They're as beaten looking as he is, but what can you expect?
Still, it's very impressive. Possibly. ]
Do you still wish to beat the truth out of me?