Seeing the horrific turn of events, Mark dropped to his knees, and as the sword clanged to the floor beside him, everyone could hear him muttering.
"I was going to let you go… Damn you! It was what my brother would have done! Killing you would not have brought him back! Damn you! Damn you!"
Indeed. Daneel had seen his intention, and had known that he was going to let him go.
Alas… The High Seat had seen things with his own mentality, where he could not even comprehend anyone letting someone like him go, despite the loss that he had brought about.
With a sigh, Daneel said, "Our past always comes back to haunt us. He never gave any mercy, so he expected none. Mark, condolences on your –"
He was forced to stop midsentence when his gaze wandered to the rest of the members of the family.
Primarily, he saw the elders, who looked as if they had almost been inspired.
