"Wait Father!" Bianca said. She turned to look at Nusgroth. "There are more levels like this beneath. You must find every level and destroy them. You can blast this place for all I care!"
Nusgroth nodded with a grim expression. He hadn't expected that this was going to happen. The only person who could kill her was Bianca and she let go of that opportunity. "You have failed us," he hisses. "You failed all of us!" He looked at her with fury in his eyes. "You have lost all the respect you had in front of the spirits and in front of us. You had one chance—one fat chance to kill her, but you gave into your temptation to get pulled into darkness." He got up. He clenched his fists and pounded on the wall in front of him. "What will be the guarantee that you won't give in again? Why did we depend on you?" He almost lamented. "No one is going to trust you!"
Bianca's guilt couldn't make her so miserable. She remained quiet and walked past him.
