Julius exhaled deeply after his victory, his left hand on his chest to calm his wildly beating heart. Despite his efforts to ignore the Shadow Ghost's whispers, they still stung him where it hurt. He was sure his decision to flee alone was the most rational and wouldn't change it if given a chance. But he still missed her. Did the Ashfords treat her well? Did she resent him for his decision? Those questions haunted him for the past four years.
That's why he relentlessly trained and constantly wanted to prove himself, to save her before Eleanor and her hateful family grew tired and disposed of her.
As he brooded, his face bleak and lowered, Morgane tapped him on the shoulder and asked, "How did you dodge his last attack?" After all, it came from his blind spot, making her think he would end up impaled.
