Alen and his men had been fighting an internal battle long before they stepped into this war. Ever since they left the Dark Guild, their hearts had been torn in two directions. On one side was survival. On the other was guilt.
There was no way any of them could continue to stay under the Dark Guild after what they witnessed. They had watched their closest allies die, slain without hesitation by the very people they were supposed to call comrades. Once that line was crossed, there was no going back.
Even though Raze, the Dark Magus himself, had protected them during their escape, there wasn't much they could do about the situation. Leaving openly would have meant death. Staying would have meant dying slowly on the inside.
So they escaped.
And once they escaped, they hid.
Alen vowed that he would get revenge one day. Harvey would pay for the lives he stole. Whether it was by Alen's own hands, or someone else's, the man would not leave this world unpunished.
