Revenge of the Dads
A soul isn't quite something Rhysand felt he had ever dealt with. The mind of a person, sure, but a soul felt so much more serious. Heavy.
"I'm not sure they can wake up," he said with sadness as he released Lucy's form and stepped back, then leaped into the air with a wave of his wings to survey the wreckage of humanity.
"I think they need to be cut free. Energy flows from them to the beach, not the other way around--at least as far as I can tell. What do you think? I'm not sure they're fight-worthy, myself."