Within Hauke's mind, Kimsel sighed heavily as Ansgar wrestled control away from her. She had tried to give him the greatest stage and highest honor to salvage this situation for them and their descendants but pride and an inability to accept defeat was about to doom them all.
"Eraric," she said, leaning on her frozen staff more than ever before and looking exceptionally weary as she turned to face the architect who kept Hauke tightly bound. "Release the young man. We've lost and it's time to accept that defeat."