บท 927: Ruin and War (Part 1)

"You know, Lith, back when I crafted Ruin, there was a reason for its name. Wherever you go, shit happens and people die, yet you always thrive. The Kingdom almost gets destroyed by a plague and you get rich.

"The academies almost fall because of Balkor first and Nalear later, yet you survive and everyone makes a hero out of you. No matter if the shit rains or pours, you always come on top, fresh like a daisy.

"Back then, I considered you a scourge, someone who destroys everything he touches, the harbinger of Ruin. Hence the sword." Orion sat back on his chair, his voice was now calm.

"How dare you say such cruel things to my son? I thought we were friends!" Raaz stood up in outrage. Orion could probably break him in half with only one hand, but what stopped Raaz from jumping at his throat was their bond, not fear.