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Lada watches from the sidelines as Arthur Hornraven is led away.
A pit of regret forms in her gut.
She approached the Marshal, only to find him in the middle of a grisly story and some kind of… breakdown.
Lada has read accounts of ancient warriors claiming to see the ghosts of those they've slain. For the longest time, she thought it was simply superstition. But now she thinks it's actually just metaphorical. The 'ghosts' of the past clearly still haunt the Marshal.
This is no game. She swallows hard. There's no hidden affection in him. He isn't… in denial.
He needs help.
Lada realizes just what she's been doing. Who she's been pursuing.
What have I done?
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