*Dion nodds, seeing that Gamine did not want to be disturbed anymore. He began to walk around the ship, zoning out and not feeling the pain of his bones mending. Dion began to think about his own home in Vale, how it was doing and such. He thought back to the deaths from the demons.*

... I'll kill them. I won't stop until whoever sent them is dead as well. I don't care who. Those people never stood a chance. They just... died. like that. And to think... if I had killed them before... no one would have died. Why the hell are humans so weak... such frail bodies. Why am I trapped in a body like this? What is it that we have that no one else does? Damnit all.



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