by TheLastLion » December 5th, 2019, 10:53 pm
(Flashback)
It was clear to Calliope now. She was slipping and she couldn't hold on for much longer. By instinct, she resorted to her only chance of survival. She tearfully looked up at the rogue Lion, who stared down at her with an empty expression, and begged. "Please, help me!" She cried in desperation. "I.. I'm slipping!"