Chương 1142: Meaning(2)

He had always known that losing those that he loved would destroy him. But instead of preparing for a scenario in which it would happen, like a foolish toddler, he had repeatedly assured himself that it wouldn't happen.

If the ghosts weren't present, he could have focused all his anger on the Bishop… but the luck that had favored them until now seemed to have turned. They were the perfect weapon that could make use of everything that filled his mind right now, and even though the Bishop hadn't intended it, she might have single-handedly won the war using just this trump card.

He kept thinking that he had to recover, and do the last thing that his Queen had asked of him… but it was just too hard. The ghosts kept pushing him in the wrong direction, and because they had a lot of experience in what he was feeling, their effectiveness was unrivaled.