His eyes narrow almost imperceptibly. The words stir a twinge of despair within him; the same kind of despair he'd felt in the company of the shades within Amaurot.
"As it stands, our worlds are gone, torn apart by an unseen force. That is what we have all experienced." It is the only constant he has seen so far.
He glances back toward Abel, who he had left within the mouth of the shrine. "Your colleague has offered me proof to the contrary in the form of hopes and wishes masquerading as truth." Oh, how he wished to believe those words.
"If you've anything more than that to offer, I implore you provide it next we meet." With that, he begins to lumber towards the path he had taken from Acamoth. His time at the Shrine is at an end. "Until then, I will continue down the path with most promise."
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"As it stands, our worlds are gone, torn apart by an unseen force. That is what we have all experienced." It is the only constant he has seen so far.
He glances back toward Abel, who he had left within the mouth of the shrine. "Your colleague has offered me proof to the contrary in the form of hopes and wishes masquerading as truth." Oh, how he wished to believe those words.
"If you've anything more than that to offer, I implore you provide it next we meet." With that, he begins to lumber towards the path he had taken from Acamoth. His time at the Shrine is at an end. "Until then, I will continue down the path with most promise."