Astrid looked up at her. "What? Is he in danger?" She asked nervously, wings spreading just in case she needed to find the poor ol' guy fast.
Wolf came through as a vision to Olipan through her Fate crystal. He slowly pulled the dagger from his chest, and layed it to the side. He smiled weakly. "They used to say in the old days that it was an honor to die for a cause. But now I realize.....there are no more causes, there is no right nor wrong, just death, Vanidas. We will all perish at the end of a blade like feral animals if someone does not put an end to this war." He reached out with his hand as he lay on the ground, transferring every idea of goodwill into her mind. She'd learn this wether he'd live or die.
