Pov Davoth:
I was wringing my hands, this time I was on an isolated moon, I could stay on an inhabited planet, my emotions are fluctuating too much.
"You're going to be hated." (Yaffe)
"I know." (me)
"You're too serious and too dramatic, you know...?" (Yaffe)
"There's no perfect ending, your plan has too many flaws from the start, so why let yourself get stuck in it like this?" (Yaffe)
"I couldn't think of anything better..." (me)
In front of my eyes was Yaffe's technique showing Mavor showing himself in front of everyone on the battlefield, if it weren't for no one else but him being able to hold the crystal skull, then I'm sure he would create a clone of himself to go in his place.
"I like the boy, he's quite sincere and innocent for a Chaos Bringer." (Yaffe)
"(Zenos, just hand him the cube... don't hinder our future plans, don't let hatred consume you.)" (me)
