Fate always has such a sense of humor.
Not long ago, Amberser was thinking about how many Elves would die on the battlefield in order for them to understand the "Wrath of the Lich." Now he had to consider how to quell the war, a situation that others would find amusing, yet it was causing Amberser's very soul to react.
Oh fate, you have always been like this.
When you have everything in your life planned out, an unknown storm would suddenly hit, tossing you around until you're disoriented, and just when you finally grasp at a straw to save yourself, you discover there's a hook hidden inside... As he recalled his past memories, Amberser felt a chill down to his bones, as if even his bone marrow had been cooled.
However, Amberser was also very clear that his decision was not wrong.
