Consideration

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The golden warrior walked quietly over the Dampwood's carpet of needles, staring listlessly ahead of him. His conversation with the man called Asmodai was in his head, and he couldn't get it out. It was the next day, and he still didn't know what he wanted to do. This one was so much different from the last, and while that should have pleased him, it only made him less decisive about the whole situation. He was given time to decide how to handle this, but where he could usually remain level-headed, he was struggling to make the logical decision. Asphyxia kept popping into his mind. How could he just rush out there with her in his mind? This new adversary seemed uninterested in her, told him that his loved ones were safe, so why didn't that make this all easier? The weight of worry should have been lifted from his shoulders, he was brave enough to handle these situations, he had done so so many times...what was it about this time that felt so wrong? He needed to talk to someone...this was where he usually found Asphyxia, he hoped he would see her today. ~The lyrics are from the best song ever written.

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