Even though their improvised trap had been a success, Lith lived it as a defeat. The enemy had forced Solus off his arm and stolen her from him. She had left of her own will, to prevent Lith's limb from being ripped off and then planned the counter attack with him via their mind link.
Lith appreciated the brilliance of their plan. It had created an opportunity and broken the slippery stalemate they had been stuck in, yet he didn't like it one bit. He had already spent one lifetime being robbed of everything and everyone he held dear.
Lith wasn't willing to lose anything or anyone else. After losing Carl to a drunken driver, after almost losing Solus due to Nalear's scheming, Lith had sworn that as long as he drew breath, his destiny would be his own.
