Zenith tried to speak. Tried to give his side of the story. He wanted so badly to tell Ric of the traitors he was siding with, to tell him his innocence, to let him know the truth behind this entire thing, but not even sound came out of his mouth. Ric's words cut deeper than any sword. Instead of attacking his flesh and bone, his very soul was assaulted. Emotions he never knew he had came bubbling up to his eyes and streamed down his cheeks. What could he say? What could he possibly say to turn things around and bring things to the way they used to be?<br/><span style="font-style: italic">'Well, if Ric wants to side with them. That's his choice. I'm through with helping him anymore. Afterall, I only did this for excitement not because of his beliefs.'</span>Zenith thought to himself.<br/>Zenith walked past the two, but before he exited the door with his back still turned.<br/>"Ric, I just wanted you to know that you were my first and only friend." Then he left without another word.