"Why so grim? Your girl did end up saving them."
Hex didn't reply, leaving Sterling and the others confused. They wouldn't understand. Not many would. Only those who have tangled with the strings of fate know how devastating they can be.
Hex cursed and pitied the crowd. They were chanting Althea's name, forgetting their resident deity-like figure in the process. She was a savior.
'I wonder how they would react if they knew what saving someone entangled in those threads entails. They would still prostrate before her, only not in reverence but in fear.'
He had no proof. He didn't need one. Althea left the ground with her clerics. Not through the path he stood on but the opposite one. His eyes followed them, worrying about the consequences.
'I wonder who paid the price.'
….
"H-Help…"
