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    “You shall fight them,” Hermann orders, and his voice brokers no argument.

    Hermann’s fingers slip beneath the chain around Newt’s collar. Hermann shall dig his nails in. He shall not let the precursors have Newt. They will not stake their claim on someone who has only ever been Hermann’s.

    And Hermann yanks.

    (The mentions of Alice over the years blistered, Hermann wanting to respond, wanting to bite back, but he knew that he had to respect Newt’s decisions, no matter how much he wanted to grab Newt and press him up against a wall and bite his mouth and demand that Newt tell him in what fucking world Newt thought that Hermann would ever let him get away from him—

    He should have. He should have done that. He should have ripped open those fucking suits and peeled Newt open and marked up every inch of his skin, if it meant that Newt exactly where he belonged—free and adored and his, not some fucking aliens’.)

    The collar chain breaks, the links hitting the ground with clinks and clatters, as the drift shudders. As an inhuman, strangled sound echoes from Newt’s throat.

    (When Newt tells Hermann that he is not strong enough to fight the precursors, Hermann refuses to take that.)

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    04 Apr 2026