<span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">The feeling of the leather straps becoming free made him sigh with a pleasure before he fell to his knees and rubbed the blood flow back into his finger tips. His pale gaze glanced to the man at his words, "Gods are hardly merciful to those that stray from the path they are meant to walk. These people walked the path that I lead while those that didn't envied their success and resented it."<br/>
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Sayomi shook his head at the other's suggestion, "Once I've had a bit of food I'll be able to take care of the dead." <br/>
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In his current state he was useless to everyone around him. His flame was weak when he was weak. </span>