Under the peaceful moonlight at Clive's Hideaway, Dion stood at the port, simply enjoying the nightly breeze. He had his arms crossed on the wooden railing, contemplating the recent events as his gaze focused on the Blighted waves beneath him.

They would leave for Origin soon to destroy the last crystal and defeat the God plotting the demise of humanity. He took a moment... to make peace with himself, his deeds and regrets.