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Deaspro looked about the group gathered. She stayed off to the edge more or less just watching. She wasn't even sure why she had come. The daughter of Hades remembered that day of the attack to clearly. She could feel the death around her and aside from the need to get out alive and that feeling it was too much. She tried to shut out what had happened and here everyone was trying to remember it. After that she had been set on just getting her and the others to safety and try and push past it all. She had lost friends too but was unsure how some lantern would help. Sometimes being the daughter of the underworld wasn't pleasant especially when surrounded by death. She should be used to it but when its your friends it can be overwhelming.



She watched as everyone gathered. She seen Romans among them and wondered why any of them bothered to come. Who were they remembering? They didn't lose anyone or their home. She crossed her arms over her chest as she looked around. Her blue eyes watching the crowd carefully. She had no intention of making her presence know to anyone. If they noticed her they noticed her. Her dark curly hair was left down and a few strands flew into her face.



The one thing everything had brought forth to her mind was she wasn't letting that happen again. Too much death and destruction. She didn't want to have to go through that again if it could be avoided. The Romans might not trust them but they still had no clue who had caused such death and destruction of their home so if they could stop it from happening here it would be great.