There is a saying that one may not value what they have until they no longer have it.
Kael remembered that saying from his past life.
It was also well said among the lions and other advanced creatures.
Actually, any elite civilization with intelligent races and a working cognitive ability would eventually realize this.
The pain of a loss was usually amplified by the realization that the dead could never ever come back again.
Never.
And for long-lived powerful creatures that knew about the existence of the soul, the probability of reincarnation brought them relief.
Although it was just a small probability, it was something to look forward to, a little bit of light at the end of a long winding tunnel.
But what happens when the soul is destroyed?
What level of grief could such an event cause?
It had been three days since the lion kings who went to retrieve the gauntlet made a daring gamble and escaped from the cold grasp of Ibadon.
