"Fuck..."
Berkah glanced down at his trembling palms and tightly clenched them, his expression extremely distorted, as if he had just bitten an unpeeled, unripe lemon.
[I had no other choice...]
Berkah chewed his lips and grappled with the grief clawing at him, the desperate attempts to console himself failing to put his heart and mind at ease.
A short distance away, Valeria Thornehart was watching him intently, her skeletal feet sinking deep into the piles of ash.
[To think he would have such a softness to him. ]
[Ahh, my Lord, to think one such as yourself is capable of harboring empathy for such insignificant creatures...]
[What god would show such emotion to mere mortals?]
[I feel blessed to be able to serve one so kind...]
[I will offer you even more devotion from now on, my Lord...]
Step... Step...
