To kill.
This was growing to be a burden due to the tapestry of lies and manipulation he had seen, but Cain, Cain had to go.
Godfrey stared at the floor while Isolde watched him. She cocked her head. "You need to eat. We also have to meet your mother so we can restore your eye and limb. I know what you're going through, but if you grow past this tier, I don't think she'll be able to heal you anymore."
He moved back to the dais, sitting beside her. Although he was silent, Isolde took it as a sign that he wasn't going to refuse.
"We're at the end of the Ruination. I wonder what tier we're going to ascend to. Monarch Tier will transform our blood to ichor, the skill of the Sovereign Tier will give us the ability to compel people with our words. These are skills of a god indeed. But what about the Godking and Godqueen Tiers?"
"She didn't say," Godfrey said.
