These were his last words whispered to the devil and foe that he hated himself for trusting because in the end that was both his only true known enemy and ally, 'Don't follow me. But instead, can I ask you for a favor in which I could repay in hell? Please I'm begging you Leo, watch over my wife if something happens to me.'
Heaidng straight into the enemy's den without a plan was similar to asking for death.
Death?
Death was something all humans had to experience. He used to think he wasn't afraid of thing intagible thing called death. Now, circumstances were different. It wasn't death itself he was afraid of but the things he would miss out on. He was more afraid of leaving her alone by herself while she was still picking herself up from that cage she lived in her whole life. There were so many things he wanted to hold onto because she changed him for the better.
