Draven found himself momentarily closing his eyes, as if remembering those days from the past.
"I cannot forget that hellish day. Many lives were lost, and I had to make a decision—do I run after the escaping enemies at the risk of losing more of my people, or do I stay to protect the survivors and make sure to preserve at least one more life?
"She made the decision for me—to protect. The leaders of the races, the most senior elders of the clans and the strongest warriors, they all sacrificed their lives to protect their people. She told me to honour their sacrifices, that I could not let them die for nothing.
"How could I refuse when she too made a sacrifice of her own? She chose to commit a sin to protect our people. There was no one else but me left to lead the broken alliance of races when even the strongest warriors were mourning over the loss. I had no choice but to agree.
