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Rafar allowed Lidia's exit. Simply watching her go without saying a word. Even if his tired nonchalant pose remained, Her words tore at him. It was true, And the only question he could think of was: When did he get this weak? For a moment he pondered to himself before unexpectedly a young child arrived, It was suprisingly as Rafar hadn't sensed him coming.

It didn't take more than a second for Rafar to see trough Val, His apparent control over the nearby birds did not help him. He listened closely to his ramblings not moving from his position. You speak like a priest... He slowly tilted his head observing Val I suppose I understand your words well enough, Yet it seems you know something I do not. You speak like many fates have been sealed by the actions of this evening, and then you ask me what I think of it? A short growl escaped his throat As for the others, I am not one to decide what they do. So please tell me, Dear beast. What are these "Woefull actions" You speak of?

The word Father or the fact he knew his nane did not affect him. Perhaps this young one referred to him as a god? But for now, He wished to find out all the little bits of information Val had.