Remus stopped laughing. Even he started to look uncomfortable at the situation before him. He debated standing up for his brother for a moment, and then got up from the couch.
Once Virgil and Remus were in another room, Remus summoned his mace and put it up to the other's throat.
" hurt my brother and I'll bend you and your stupid toothpick spider legs into so many ways you won't want to live anymore. So if you want to stay alive and on good terms with me and Janus, don't touch Roman. Got it?"
Meanwhile, Thomas was trying to say something else.
I only know that learning to believe in the power of my own words has been the most freeing experience of my life. It has brought me the most light. And isn't that what a poem is? A lantern glowing in the dark. — Elizabeth Acevedo, The Poet X