The night sky was illuminated by the glow of magma. Rivers of molten iron were rushing and rushing from the right edge of the horizon to the left.
Beyond them, in the distance, Susannah could see a lonely fortress.
[ The world is really terrible. ]
"Did I really want to kill my own son? No matter how much time is erased, the monster will remain a monster, the inanimate will continue to be inanimate.
O Supreme One, we, the Ranon-servants, are not even free to personally go into the arms of the void, because the curse of the Valley of Power works.
And my husband will definitely not be able to destroy me."
Susannah gave the ancient ruins one last look and turned around.
[ They say that the Fiery Avalanche became what it is, because of the revenge of one Ascended Bottomless. That's what anger and misunderstanding leads to? To death and ruin.
Even the Monster of the World, the strongest creation of history, died from anger or misunderstanding coming from his own children.
I will not let my pathetic anger destroy our family. But I won't be able to fully accept Romulus... yet.
And now I have to apologize."
[ There you are, Susannah. Anger with anger, hafan to hafan, but jumping out into the open rocky terrain at night is a disastrous idea. The Fire Avalanche is not a cute Mushroom Forest. ]
The woman saw her husband and son.
"Romulus, let me go. I snapped… I'm sorry, Henry. I behaved like a stupid tsamyaklu."
"Mom, there are quarrels. It's... there!" Duum grabbed for the broken dagger.
"Susannah!" Henry took off.
Saber-shaped fangs closed around the woman's waist. Slurp! With a slight sigh, the upper part of it fell off. Henry was late.
Why is there anger and death in the world? Probably, it just can't be arranged otherwise.