Eaon, walked slowly, almost numbly from the keep. the words of Gregory still on his mind. '1000 years of torture, and more so by the hands of him, you best be careful my old friend, else you tremble and fall.' There was something that nearly shook his resolve, the thought that he, an angel of the old world, son to a great leader of celestia, and more then likely a captain in his own right to many things, made a deal for a woman, whom no longer existed. Though her soul, and her appearance may have been reborn in Aera, the woman he loved, the woman he called his wife, was gone forever. slowly he let this sink in as he walked. he could feel the aura of Aera near him, though she did keep a fair bit of distance between them, he knew she was still near him, and he felt glad at that. while he could not say that he did not feel something for her, a sense of companionship, he was nothing if not loyal.. even if it was to a fault.<br/><br/>But there was something that came to his mind, something that needed to be done, and with out many others knowing too much. he may be a warrior of the gods, a seeker of truth, but certain.. evils would need to be enacted upon to better the world as a whole. he knew of one man who could help him, and while it would take a small bit of time from the parties continuance, there was something that needed to be done, and done before they left Radighast, something that to all whom might see it would find it evil, to do, but the truth behind the matter, for the world to be saved, his devotion to his god, and the truth of his actions, they were just.