He held the young tiefling's hand. So small compared to his own, so frail.

"I've got you," he said, tears choking him, making his voice crack and quaver.

I should never have left you. Not even for a moment.

The explosions, the burning all around seemed to mock him. Laugh at him. Hate him. Drown out the child's cries. Drown out the child.

"Daddy's here now, my little hellion," he muttered as he pulled the child near and to his chest. "I won't let anyone hurt you."

A hollow oath, uttered just as the child's hand went limp and cold.

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