"That's a noble cause," Selene had to admit. Dangerous, but noble. And it made her think of Caesarion, her dear older half-brother. He would've taken up this cause, if the opportunity was provided to him. He was good and kind, and everything she believed a man and a leader should be.

She could at least try to be like him.

"How can I help?" She's not a fighter. Her only power had been the Shard, but she didn't seem to have it with her; clearly the entity controlling this world didn't want anyone having something that could be used against it.