You sat across from Kofun, observing him bound to the wooden post and blindfolded. You felt for him, the cruel bitch you forced yourself to serve just blew up the city in front of him. Maybe Sibeth truly had lost it this time? That fact was becoming more real by the minute. You came to hopefully console Kofun, but he wasn’t having any of it.

“I understand that you are a murder and traitor, just as much as she is.” He spat at you. But he wasn’t wrong, that was the worst part.