"You're a god, are you not? Or something close to it at the very least.
You could have gone anywhere, you could have helped anyone, you could have shown your miracles elsewhere but…
You came here, to this cursed place, to these cursed people…
Why?
Why would a god choose to stand beside the ones who ruined so many lives?"
Ravon asked directly, his head remained tilted slightly, the faint light catching the side of his bruised face as Kael stared at him.
For a moment, there was silence.
No one spoke. Ravon waited for Kael to answer his question, and Kael… he just stared at the 'traitor' with a solemn look on his face.
According to Imperia, just this reaction alone had more words than the man spoke the entire time her ants had been following him.
The silence stretched further as Imperia kept feeding more information regarding the man into Kael's head. The sound of dripping water echoed in the chamber.
And finally—
"You hate them,"
Kael spoke in a calm but heavy tone.
