let me go
Clover shakes his head, pulling away from Qrow's grasp, gesturing towards the bodies felled around him despite the automatic tears in his eyes and the pallor of his skin. Qrow grimaces; he will be denied granting any help until their mission is complete.
He quickly captures everyone they have apprehended, locking their wrists and ankles together with Dust and magnetism so that they cannot escape.
It is only when that is truly completed that Clover smiles at him, a tinge of green like flitting across his skin before fizzling out entirely.
Qrow glances at his Scroll. Clover's Aura is dead.
