During the slow flight toward the Southern District, Rymann Bandolen had a distant look in his eyes, allowing himself to navigate ancient memories. "How ironic, Helena. One of my clan's teachings has always been to disregard karma, coincidences, twists of fate, prophecies, and such."
Bandolen's gaze at that moment held a mixture of reminiscence and sorrow. "And yet, here we are… What were her exact words on that occasion?" Bandolen's eyes losed focus while he remembered…
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"Yes, I remember now: 'Be careful not to become as much a prisoner as the abomination for whom you will build this prison'." Rymann Bandolen spoke to himself, and the words he recalled were uttered with respect and reverence.
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"As much a prisoner as the abomination… humph"
