"Let go?" I blinked at the wolfman's answer. "Of what…?"
"Of the past. You're right, I should've lived to fight another day. But y'know… I just ain't that type of person. I'm headstrong, and stubborn. Always been that way. My little sister… she used to berate me over that again and again. I was constantly annoyed about it, until… ah."
"Until…?"
"… She died."
I opened my mouth in surprise, but then closed it again and only muttered a single phrase.
"… I'm sorry."
"Heh. And what kind of idiot are you, apologizin' to your enemy on the battlefield? Relax. It was a long time ago."
"What was she killed by?" I asked before I could to stop myself. The wolfman didn't seem to mind though, and instead only fell silent briefly. For a moment, I thought the guy had died, but was quickly corrected as he suddenly spoke again.
"… Magic."
"… What?"
