After Victory - Part 2

Even in saying that, the praise was not forthcoming. The man's emotions were not distinctly positive. After all, to bring about their victory and their current circumstance, he had needed to order the killing of the very man that he owed more to than anyone in the world. Realizing that, and being forced to think upon the same thing, Oliver's own smile was quick towards fading.

With a clenched fist, however, he brought it back. He vowed that, while there was still work to be done, he would not allow himself to fall into that dangerous void. He knew what that was like, and just how deep he was known to dive. Deep enough, that surprising even himself, he'd sent a dagger through his own hand. He couldn't afford to slip that far down – not yet. He certainly would not see that burden put upon Nila.