08-26-2009, 06:30 AM
After a moment or two of waiting, the door opened to reveal War Leader Hunter. His face was monotone, hollow, not sad, not mad, not glad, just...nothing. He bowed in fellow respect to the Champion and said, "Is there something you need, Alexander?" If the Champion dare peek into his superior's room, he would see Grace on his bed, were wounds healed and in a beautiful new dress, with drops of water on her face. Looking at Hunter now, it would have been very hard to believe he had cried over his wife's death, even more hard to believe when remembering he was the War Leader of the Great Saxon Kingdom.
There is no such thing as a being of pure evil or pure good. We are all created with an equal chance of good or of evil.