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The question landed like a stone in still water. Kael, the mage, let his staff clatter to the obsidian floor. “Thank? He won’t even look at us. He never does.”

“And you were a hero,” Elara cut in, her voice gentle but not kind. “But we were more than your tools, Theo. We were people. You just… never saw us.” yuusha ni minna

Minna. Everyone. Not Alena, who’d picked the lock to the Demon Lord’s sanctum while a thousand traps sang around her ears. Not Kael, whose forbidden spell had stripped the Lord’s wards bare, shaving years off his own life. Not Elara, who had called upon her goddess so fiercely that her hair had turned white. Not Finn, who had taken a poisoned dagger meant for Theo’s back and now stood smiling with purple veins crawling up his neck. The question landed like a stone in still water

“So,” she said, wiping a streak of black ichor from her cheek, “which one of us do you think he’ll thank first?” He won’t even look at us

“You were a mage,” Theo said, frowning. “That’s what you were.”

But he had never once asked their names.

“We were your family,” Alena said. “And you didn’t know our names.”