Erik looked out over the fierce fighting happening just outside his dome and sighed. He actually felt a little reluctant to leave these people to their fate. Elora would certainly call him a bleeding heart again, but he couldn't help feeling a connection to his first subjects, even after just two months.
But then, his face hardened. 'It doesn't matter,' he growled in his mind. 'I won't risk the lives of myself and my loved ones, period.'
Yet, just before sounding the retreat, a message resounded in his mind, and hope appeared. Erik sighed in relief. Instantly, he looked up at the smug, approaching Lilith and smiled.
Lilith immediately narrowed her eyes, losing some of her smug attitude. "What are you smiling about?!" she growled wildly.
Slowly, Erik got back on two feet and pulled his hammer back out of storage. He felt his bruises sting and ache but easily ignored it. He'd felt far worse very recently.