The old man possessed a formidable mind — which was not surprising, really. As a member of the First Generation, he had endured the darkest era of humanity, facing countless dreadful ordeals and overcoming them with great tenacity and determination.
The fact that he had lived to his respectable age was proof enough of just how much willpower he possessed.
However, today, the old man encountered an ordeal that he would not be able to overcome...
It was Cassie.
Kneeling near the bloodied prisoner, she pulled off her blindfold and looked him into the eyes — of course, Cassie had marked him already, so what she actually saw was herself.
The old man smiled darkly, and finally spoke.
"Song of the Fallen. I've heard about you."
She responded quietly:
"And I you, Master Orum."
