Halo needed to decide Dark Saint's fate for himself. Despite the subtle unease building inside him and the flickering activity in his Flaw, Coldness, the idea of someone else killing her bothered him deeply.
Either way, training couldn't wait.
He'd trailed Fade deep into Mirror Steppe territory. At first, he'd thought showing up at the safe zone would cause problems, that someone would recognize him. But nobody did. Maybe they were too young to remember, or perhaps they'd simply never laid eyes on him.
Seraph and Halo's clones stood guard at the castle while Liam recovered his strength, and the red-haired girl lay unconscious. After burning through that much energy, maybe complete exhaustion was inevitable.
Halo stood beneath a waterfall, the crushing force of water pounding relentlessly against his back. Again and again, it forced him down, yet Fade demanded he withstand ten thousand strikes.
"Just endure this, huh? You will learn a lot." He said.
