Silence was all that followed after Octavius told what had happened to Constance and Julius. After a week and a half of travelling, he had learnt that his men had managed to leave the Ammary land and were slowly returning to Severia. On top of that, Silesia had broken through the Gotic lines and was slowly pushing forward, being held at every chokepoint they faced.
Constance started to chuckle, walking around the room, holding his head, unable to believe what he had heard. "He killed Gabriel." Bitterly laughing, he deeply sighed afterwards, looking to the sky and forming a symbol of Sol. Taking out his necklace, he finished his prayer, kissing it.
"We need to make a decision," Julius said coldly, ignoring the sad mood Constance was in. Constance paced around, frowning and nodding along. Taking a deep breath, he sat down and closed his eyes.
