[ His eyes flicker over the board, and he moves the corresponding pawn to match. It occurs to him that he’s never seen Zelos actively try to engage with strategy before. This game might be telling. Sturmhond will bide his time. In the meanwhile, it’s a welcome distraction, and he gives the appearance of feeling at ease with that. ]
I never claimed to be happy. I’m not sure that destroying entire worlds could provoke that for anyone, unless their touch with reality was specious. Or they took pleasure in death, I suppose. There are some like that.
[ He’s not one of them. He has never enjoyed killing. He just sees it as necessary. How many will he have to kill before he is assured that Ravka is safe? How many will it be? ]
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I never claimed to be happy. I’m not sure that destroying entire worlds could provoke that for anyone, unless their touch with reality was specious. Or they took pleasure in death, I suppose. There are some like that.
[ He’s not one of them. He has never enjoyed killing. He just sees it as necessary. How many will he have to kill before he is assured that Ravka is safe? How many will it be? ]