He stopped in his steps and looked up at the sky. This time he wasn't about to make any pretenses. There was no reason to and he wasn't much of a liar. Lilika pressed her face into Saori's chest and shook in fear while she held on to Brigid.

The reality he faced was that his world was gone. Completely and utterly gone. In order to save what was left, he made the choice to end his life, entropy swallowed up what was left and he had no where to go but linger for 500 years in a temple that no longer had any meaning. He refused to be saved and for good reason. He was beyond death and his soul corrupted, he no longer had a soul recognizable to be saved. There was no life left in him the moment he gave his last breath on the shores of Valhalla and he had nothing more to give.

"Humph." He snorted with a lift to his chin. He wasn't about to discuss what happened. Everything changed and being called a hero wasn't something he had in mind. In fact, he hated it. His days as champion of Paddra was long in the past. His desires weren't his own anymore and that bothered him greatly.

"Are you willing to accept this given task?" Caius wasn't so easily convinced. He turned his head to look over his shoulder at Saori.

Lilika cried in Saori's arms in soft whimpers. She felt nothing from Caius but a cold and callous heart and it hurt just being around him.