"How did you manage to escape with the survivors? Did you break off the Paragon of Sins' control?" Lady Sphinx moved on, not wanting to see ancestor Imyr feeling sorry for himself.
"Break it off?" Ancestor Imyr chuckled in self-ridicule, "If I had such a godly will, I wouldn't have turned a slave to my desires."
"So what happened?"
"I don't know...My mind turned clear again while I was chocking my descendant. I wasn't the only one freed from the wrathful thoughts as the rest of my descendants all paused fighting simultaneously." Ancestor Imyr shared.
"Was it a show of mercy from the Paragon of Sins, or they just wanted to teach you a lesson instead of eradicating your race?" Lady Sphinx wondered.
"Who knows?" Ancestor Imyr sighed, "I didn't have such thoughts back then...I just wanted to get out of that cursed city as fast as possible, not daring to spare a single glance at the countless corpses of my descendants."
