"I don't blame him for feeling like he does. It would be difficult for anyone to see things any different." Bruhom said with a sigh.
"Still, we need Undethir to wage war with our adversary. That is not negotiable. Division is what damned the Titans eras ago." Lord Titanborn, "I hate to know that the legends of our origins are lies, yet not really. My son is the avatar for Impyranon."
"Dad, calm down. Without Undethir, we're damned." I replied.
"I will not be able to join you on your battles and journeys, but, if I may, there's a chance that you will find the earth titan to be born at the small village of Cenitry. There isn't any nobility, but they are a very humble people." Lord Brichandor advised.
"I don't know if we should go anywhere without bringing Josiah back." Hevlauna said angrily.
"Perhaps, splitting into two groups would be best." Bruhom agreed.
"Then who will join who and for which task?" Sehaela asked.
