Alvios was silent for several moments, looking over Melina's condition. It had taken only moments for him to heal up Jenso's arm on the short walk over to the girl. Eventually, he let out a pained sigh.
"She's...she's at the same stages that Cilia was at before...before I had to make my decision before." Alvios put his hand on the hilt of his blade, retrieved from Cilia's body. He seemed ignorant of his former lover's pleas that she could still be saved at this point. "I have to end it here."
Was Alvios mad? Deranged as she may have been, clearly Cilia had been acting of her own accord, and what Alvios had done all those years ago had solved nothing.
Maybe Cilia was right about Alvios' twisted sense of righteousness. He was being blinded by his own light.
"She's...she's at the same stages that Cilia was at before...before I had to make my decision before." Alvios put his hand on the hilt of his blade, retrieved from Cilia's body. He seemed ignorant of his former lover's pleas that she could still be saved at this point. "I have to end it here."
Was Alvios mad? Deranged as she may have been, clearly Cilia had been acting of her own accord, and what Alvios had done all those years ago had solved nothing.
Maybe Cilia was right about Alvios' twisted sense of righteousness. He was being blinded by his own light.