Supreme Magus novel Chapter 2397

"No. As soon as Nyka is done, we are going to Zeska." Solus replied.

"Isn't it one of the cities occupied by Thrud's army?" Tista tried to sound casual but Solus could hear the eggshells creaking under her feet.

"Yes, it's one of the cities Lith and I stormed in the attempt to rescue Phloria. It's the reason we are going there. I want to see how things are and make up for the destruction we caused. I owe it to all the people I've killed."

"Are you sure? It doesn't sound like a vacation to me." Tista countered soberly.

"I never said that this is a vacation." Solus shook her head. "This is a trip to learn who I am and what I want. The first step to do that is to take responsibility for what I did and face the consequences."

"Why didn't you do this with Lith? I mean, he's responsible as much as you." Tista asked.

"Because we carry our respective burdens in different ways." Solus replied. "This is my choice and my opportunity to find relief from my sense of guilt without making his own worse.

"Lith may act like he doesn't care, but it's not like that. He took many lives in the attempt to save Phloria yet it was all for nothing. Since the day she died, the blood of Lith's victims dirties his right arm no less than hers.

"If I brought him to Zeska with me, the pain would overwhelm him. He can't forgive himself for failing to save Phloria nor for butchering so many people."

"What about you?" Nyka asked.

"At least I didn't kill Phloria. I wasn't there when she died. Her blood is not on my hands. Despite our bond, that's a pain we don't share and one of the reasons I couldn't take this trip with Lith." Solus replied.

One hour later, Vladion and his family were done with breakfast and the clearing had lost most of its allure to the undead. Mogar looked brand new and amazing, but they couldn't afford to explore it.

It would take much more time than Dawn could give them. _{freewebnovel.cσ๓}

Baba Yaga Warped everyone back to Lightkeep before they got too used to sunlight.

Otherwise after a few days, the joy from the experience would have turned into a scar, reminding her children of everything they had lost instead of giving them the strength to strive for the full-red blood core and sacrifice it to have a second life.

Then, she took Dawn's prisms out of their bodies and returned them to the Horseman, restoring her full strength.

"I'll miss this trinket." The Firstborn Wendigo said with a sigh. "I have no longer a reason to stay here. Farewell, my siblings. If you ever need my help again, Dawn, you know my price."

The Firstborns left Lightkeep one after the other, their faces filled with sadness while they watched the prisms disappear inside the white crystal. Becoming a Chosen of the Bright Day did more than allow an undead to walk under sunlight.

It also freed them from their hunger since all kinds of undead could feed on the light energy that the prism produced. In a way, it was the thing that made them feel alive the most.

Without the need to feed on what had been the source of their obsession in life, they could almost forget the tragic events that had brought them to become undead and that their condition was supposed to help them overcome.

"Are you sure you want to go to Zeska?" The Maiden asked.