When Durin returned to Vienna, the dawn here was silent. He met Durin in the hospital corridor.
"I underestimated myself, and I also underestimated my opponents. If not for that..."
Upon seeing Durin, the young man with a broken dragon horn and one blind eye lowered his head.
"Besides Gold Ingots, who else died?" Durin asked.
Meanwhile, outside the window in the courtyard, a large formal Plane Gate was forming.
"My team, Gold Ingots, Salamander and the Arcanist sacrificed themselves. The Stargazer was caught by his elf father early this morning." Pool's response was bitter; he seemed unable to comprehend why everything had been destroyed so completely.
Just as you said, you underestimated your opponent's weakness. A being that can live for a thousand years, a life that can rule over the ages, imagine what those ambitious men and madmen would think.
They will be eager to leap forward, to use your death and their sacrifices to prove your mistakes.
