Light and Dark. Kirin could understand that well enough. He'd walked that line every day for most of his life, after all. More than most, he understood the careful balance between the two. Get too far on one side, you couldn't do anything to protect those you loved. Get too far on the other, you lose them for entirely different reasons. He gave Lorenor an understanding grimace.

"What about this event? Will it shift things for darkness? Or is it a dark event, and will light rise up after it? Can we be sure nothing will try to come in here? How long will the ash fall?"

He stirred uncomfortably, aware of the knives on his person and how pitifully small they seemed against the explosion that had blotted out the sun. There wasn't any way he could fight this. He couldn't go fix it. There was... there was nothing he could do. Right?