Casters point of view
I sit there for a long time after they leave. They broke my arm. They didn't mean to but they still did. Even in their weaker state they still had the strength. Wind picks up my hair. Two hands grab my shoulders.
"Han li Caster. It's time to get up"
I'm pulled roughly. I clutch my arm trying to keep it from hurting anymore then it already does. Heat seeker, the war version, walks past me. It glances down at the two skeletons, and steps on ones arm breaking it. I make a noise like that of a deflating balloon. How improper, but... still, to do that, it has to be out of malice. I look at their face, nothing. No malice, no hate, nothing at all.
"I told you that would happen. I told you that you would fail. Do listen to me next time han li caster."
They stand like a military leader, looking out at the destruction caused by the other version of them.
"Now that you've got it out of your system, why don't we go back"
I take a step back, when I go to speak they look back at me.
"I..."
I look down
"I understand"
wind hits me, almost knocking me down, as they open their dream gate to the military camp citadel. I walk forward, grabbing the two skeletons, even the small rock placed by them all that time ago. I step through the dream gate.
Cold seeps into my very bones as I step through. I pull the skeletons closer trying to keep them from breaking. They walk past me
"do remember, when you are dealing with a sovereign, it doesn't matter how hard you try"
they put a hand on my shoulder, of the broken arm. They lean closer to me
"you cant save anyone"
they let go, walking away. In a gust of snow they disappear. I walk forward, slowly I pick up speed. I get to the gates
"who goes there.... oh saint lightning slayer!"
The gate guard jumps down, its that young saint.
"Oh my gods- saint caster!"
He quickly pushes me inside
"come on, your injured you've got to be healed. Avery! We've got someone needing healing!"
Saint guide of the end speed walks over.
"Who got injured now?"
She spots me, her face takes on a amused hint to it, then she sees the skeletons of the first lord and his cohort member
"so caster what's up with those?"
"It's the first lord and a member of his cohort"
she stops a look of confusion and disgust slowly appearing on their face.
"How did you even get those?"
"Asterion"
she doesnt say anything for a few seconds before she goes back to her normal hostile expression
"I'll get someone to deal with that."
She yells for someone to take them. A member of the warmth holders take them and I finally collapse.
"Oh get up"
she storms over picking me up and throwing me onto her shoulder.
"What were you thinking? Attacking a citadel controlled by the nightmare spawn like that? It was stupid, and far too overconfident."
She tosses me onto a chair and starts healing me. He got so much of my clan. Their stares, their blank almost soulless stares.
"Dipshit stop shaking"
I look down at my hand, irs shaking so badly
"its too cold."
She scoffs, and after a second i grab a jacket before it hits me in the face. Its a soft silky black. I put it on, its not bad, well made at least, warm too
"Now will you stop shaking"
I nod, and i get flicked in the head for it
"what's your problem?"
She points at my face
"stop having that stupid distant haunted look, wouldn't you?"
I wave my good arm
"yeah yeah. I get it"
After about a hour I finally leave. I sit down near the gateway. I want to go home, but theres no point. Everyone not being controlled is already here. That annoying voice in my head is gone too. War took the mirror shard and broke it in their hand. I don't know what to do now. Just keep fighting, and fighting and fighting. They declared war on both the hunger and human domains until beast is given to them. I'm so tired. Of all of this. Everything is rapidly changing. Far too fast for me to keep up with. I take out a a bottle of water from my storage memory. When I go to take a drink its already frozen. I look down at the frozen bottle. I put it away, getting up as I do. I walk down from the walls, I walk through the camp. There's people calling out to me. I walk into the place most food and drink are stored. I grab a bottle of alcohol and I go back to the spot. I promptly drink the whole thing. I'm so tired. I just want a break, i need to keep going. I need to do my part to take down the dreamspawn.