The crowds are already murmuring nervously, but not displaying any aggression, as Golden Eyes lowers her head gratefully as she is released, then holds out a hand to Cait expectantly.
"My tools, please. It would be unseemly for one of the honor guard to attend the great ritual without them." She gestures to the bow and arrows.
"Golden Eyes! Leave it be for now. Your honor is without question. You may take your place." Elder Shadow's voice cries down at them again.
"Humans... you have come to speak out against our ritual. Even if you are outsiders, and not of our blood, your ties to our Chosen One deem that you may approach." He raises a hand, and the crowds part for the X-Men.
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