After the archon war had ended Morax was covered in the blood of the Gods he had killed. He seemed like he was nothing like the Morax you knew. His gaze met yours.

“My friend..you should not be here. It is far too dangerous. I-I did not want you to see me like this, my friend.” He put away his spear that was covered in blood. “I’m sorry you had to see me like this.” He was a bit injured. You were conflicted to either help him or just leave him there.