Silva stayed in the cave for a while, sitting and looking at the entrance, thinking of all that he had seen today. The war at Olen lost all purpose to him.
"Drake, have you finished the war?" Silva asked telepathically.
"No, sir. We are taking it slow like you asked, following the plan," Drake said.
"It has gone on for long enough. Use your strongest-level spells, destroy them all, hold nothing back. I'm done with the whole Olen thing.
I don't care about who plotted the whole thing. Just wipe them out. I'm going home," Silva said and got up. He walked out of the cave and started heading home.
A lot had happened to him, starting from the fact that the black man was capable of holding him down without much effort, and there was nothing he could do.
And then there was the future that he was shown. Even when Lily showed him bad futures, he never felt as scared as what he felt today.
