Josh had watched as Tyler had become a bishop, in the tower. He had watched as Tyler had extended the bishops cloak to him, a cloak that Josh hadn’t taken.

And outside the tower, in Dema, he makes a promise. That Clancy in that tower, that wasn’t his Clancy, not anymore, but there would be another, and maybe this time, he could help this new Clancy to escape.

He trudges back towards the bandito camp, his head low, the remaining banditos who hadn’t become bishops, walking with him. It felt like such a waste, Josh had been so hopeful that Tyler would fight this time. But it seemed that he had planned something else instead.

Josh’s brown eyes skim over the map. He can only hope that Tyler can be a better Bishop, but somehow, he knows how this cycle ends. He saw it with Nico, he saw it with Keons. And now? He was seeing it with Tyler.