The look on Eijar's face was deeply sorrowful. The fact that Isiah was entirely unwilling to live a peaceful life with the immense power he possessed made her deeply upset.
She did not want him to chase after a destructive path purely for the sake of revenge.
She had known from the beginning that his climb toward Elysium would ultimately crush him, but as she listened to every word he spoke, she felt the profound pain buried deep within his chest.
She was not going to level up with him anymore, but she had been content as long as he remained her familiar master. This realm was not inherently frightening to her, but his growing darkness was.
"I am going to protect the kid. I am going to stay by his side," Eijar said softly, her voice calm and gentle. She had always viewed Isiah as a deeply wounded man, capable of doing anything when pushed. "But... master, please... don't cause chaos."
