'Keman and Yami gave up?'
Varian closed his eyes shut, feeling like someone punched him in the gut.
How could they? How could they give up?
They were the rulers of the alliance! The strongest beings here! High rank 2s!
Keman was a calm but powerful man. He left no stone unturned when he wanted to accomplish something.
Yami was domineering, reckless even but she'd keep trying even if things weren't in her favor. She rose from a normal undead to the peak of the empire.
Their life stories were akin to legends and the two beings more than lived up to the tales.
Those two were supposed to take the lead, create plans and contingencies, help him so they could have a shot at victory.
The pair of eyes in his memory looked particularly condescending in this moment, as if they were mocking him for having hopes.
Varian gnashed his teeth, a gruttal roar from his throat.
Aridam stepped back instinctively.