Point-of-View: Ilex Sarralot
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Damn it...I feel so restless. Tomorrow's the day, it won't be much longer before we launch our counterattack against the Vampires...I can't take this, every passing minute feels like an hour, I feel like I'm losing my mind.
It was all my fault...I should've taken greater care to make sure that Mysst was safe. I messed up, and there's no undoing it...she's gone, and no matter what I do, I can't change that.
I don't think I've even fully come to terms with it yet...I keep hoping that this was all just a bad dream, and she'll walk into the room and everything will go back to normal.
But...that isn't going to happen.
Even if I kill every single remaining Vampire by myself tomorrow, it won't make me feel any better in the long run...killing the Vampire who killed her certainly didn't, all I felt was a hollow sense of anguish after that.