Cynder and Logron flew towards Warfang. It was early morning, so they could see a few dragons were up and about, but the dragon city was for the most part pretty silent. As they got closer, they heard a few loud shouts, sounding like orders, and a green dragon turning from the Warfang gates and running off in the direction of the Warfang Temple. They finished their descent and landed inside Warfang's entrance courtyard. Aerus was pretty amazed by the sight as he looked around with a gasp filled with awe. "This is huge. I didn't realise how big Warfang actually was." Aerus said.

Cynder cracked a smile but didn't reply. She had a feeling Aerus was going to like it here. And she felt like she was going to like him being here. He was her brother after all. She was finally united with at least someone from her family. She was glad to finally have him in her life.

Too bad it had happened in the middle of a war. A war with her ex-mate, nonetheless.

Being with her biological family made her long for the family she had created. It wouldn't have started if she hadn't confessed her feelings for Spyro back when the world was breaking apart. But now Cynder knew it was all gone, and she would never have it again. She had come to accept it now, and the concept of Spyro being her mate was one she would laugh at now. It had been a while since Spyro had turned, and she had come to terms that Spyro was a dark warlord, like Malefor before him but much worse. And she hated Spyro with a passion now. Nothing could change that.

She was pulled out of her thoughts when she caught Logron running up towards her in her peripheral vision. "Cynder! Cynder, you're back!" he cried, screeching to a halt in front of her and Aerus, panting heavily from the speed he had been running at. "I was so worried about you when you didn't return from Dark Peak with everyone else! When G'olrath came and told me you were here, I…"

"Well I'm sorry, it wasn't my fault I was held back." Cynder snapped. Logron flinched at the venom in her voice, and opened his maw to ask her what happened, but Cynder interrupted him before he could speak. "I don't want to talk about it now. Especially not in front of Aerus. It's a bit soon after… what happened."

Logron blinked, taking in the information. He looked towards the wind dragon standing beside Cynder, and Logron assumed this was the 'Aerus' Cynder was talking about. "Oh. O-o-okay, well… It's, uh… It's nice to meet you, Aerus. I'm Logron." Logron said, holding out his paw with a welcoming smile. Aerus looked at the paw, before taking it with his own shaky paw.

"Hi." Aerus said meekly.

Logron smiled, but looked closer at Aerus' face and frowned, noticing the faint tear streaks on his grey cheeks. He took a breath to ask what happened, but as he looked over towards Cynder, he saw the same tear streaks on her own cheeks. Now Logron was worried. Cynder wasn't known for being emotional. "Are you okay, Cynder?" Logron asked. "You've been crying… the both of you. What… what happened?"

Aerus choked. Cynder turned to look at Logron with a stare that could kill. "I just said I'd tell you later." she murmured, causing Logron to flinch. "But… let's just say that Dark Peak happened."

She turned and began to walk off, flicking her tail to call Aerus to follow her, but Logron believed it was also out of anger. Aerus began to follow her, until Cynder paused, looking back at Logron with an empty stare. "And maybe also that I found my family." Cynder finished, gesturing to Aerus before turning and continuing to walk away, leaving Logron behind, slack-jawed.

They walked in silence towards Cynder's house. Upon entering, Cynder turned to Aerus and apologised, "Look, Aerus. I'm sorry about that."

Aerus sniffed, blinking away the fresh tears that were threatening to spill from his eyes. "No, it's alright." he murmured. "I just… I just need some alone time, if that's alright with you."

"Sure. Are you going to be alright?"

"Yeah, I'll be fine. I'll come out with you tomorrow, but… I… For now, I just want to be alone… think to myself for a while. Come to terms on what happened. Sleep it out, even. Ancestors, I only just realised how tired I was." Aerus said, before parting his jaws in a huge yawn.

"Okay, then. I guess I'll leave you be. I have to head off to work."

"Wait, what? You just went to hell and back. Are you sure you want to stress yourself out more by working?"

"Yeah, well everyone at the barracks needs to know what happened. And I need to do some scolding, as much as I don't want to."

"Why? What happened, Cynder?"

"A young, inexperienced nineteen-year-old who joined a few days ago decided to lead an invasion on Dark Peak." Cynder deadpanned.

Aerus' eyes widened in understanding. "Oh. That's why you were there." he muttered. "I must admit I was a bit confused as to why you would just… show up."

Cynder nodded, before they just stood and stared at each other in silence. Aerus broke the silence as he let out another long yawn. Cynder smiled. "Alright, I'll leave you be, Aerus." Cynder said. "There's a spare room around the corner. That one can be yours until we get you your own accommodation. My room's upstairs; don't enter."

Aerus just chuckled. "I won't. I'm so glad we found each other." he said. "I love you, little sis."

Cynder's eyes widened at the words, causing her to freeze with shock. The last time she had ever heard those words was from Spyro. The phrase 'I love you' felt so foreign to her now. She swallowed the lump in her throat and spoke with a croaky voice. "I… I love you too, brother." she mumbled uncomfortably, although the meaning behind the words were legitimate.

With that, she turned and left.

She entered the barracks, Logron following her. She needed to explain what had happened to Logron, as well as everyone in the army, especially those who were stupid enough to go to Dark Peak. "Alright, everyone. Meeting in the elemental training room. Hurry up." she ordered, and everyone stopped what they were doing and walked off into the specified room.

Logron turned to her. "I'll go and get everyone else from the magic training room should anyone be there. You meet me in the elemental training room." he said.

Cynder nodded and turned, walking off into said room. She stood up onto a tall arena and looked down, waiting for Logron and other dragons to return. In the crowd gathered underneath her, she spotted Tyrax, staring down at his paws. Obviously, he knew what this was about. There were a few other downcast faces. Cynder even spotted Electrika. Her face wasn't nervous or downcast, nor was it angry or arrogant. Her eyes were wide open, dark and droopy, wet and bloodshot. Cynder dismissed the thought and looked out at the door as Logron walked in with four other dragons who were training in the magic room, Apata and Vetar being part of the four.

She raised a paw for silence, and she got it fairly quickly. She took a deep breath. Cynder was emotionally unstable at the moment; she could feel the anger rising up in her. She was in charge of this place. She couldn't look so unprofessional breaking out into a wild rage, especially on people who didn't participate in going to Dark Peak. Those who did probably deserved to be on the receiving end of her anger, but that wasn't necessary now at least. She needed to be professional.

Taking another deep breath to calm herself down, she finally spoke. "At midnight, there was an unauthorised expedition to go an invade Dark Peak. I'm not going to name anyone, but those who went, you know who you are. I will talk with you all alone after this, but now you know why I said not to go." Cynder said. No one spoke or dared make a sound. Apart from Tyrax, who let out a little whimper. "You all witnessed terrible horrors. I experienced the worst. You may have all seen or heard that I entered Warfang this morning with another dragon. He is Aerus, my brother." A few shocked gasps rose around the room. "He was corrupted, like I once was, and tried to kill me. Spyro's hold on him was strong, but he had been fighting for a while, and with my help, Aerus snapped out of the curse that Spyro had put on him. We managed to escape, and found his parents. My parents. We stumbled across a torture chamber, where they were killed brutally in front of us. I won't go into detail now, but I will later with those who went to Dark Peak. Anyway, Aerus and I barely made it out alive. And when we regained consciousness, we were emotional wrecks. We've been scarred from that experience, especially my brother. They were slaughtered in the one of the most brutal ways I have ever seen, and that's saying something, given my past experience.

"So, I hope you all realise that going to Dark Peak prematurely was a damn stupid idea, and I will not put up with anyone else who still wants to go. You're all imbeciles, and what you've witnessed is only your fault. No one else is to blame." Cynder continued, and a few other dragons had been brought to tears. "Alright, everyone who didn't go to Dark Peak, you can leave. Logron, stay here, please. You need to know the full story."

Cynder stepped down from the arena as two thirds of the dragons in the room moved out, and the dragons remaining were scarred and slightly bloodied, having been healed by red gems (something Cynder had forgotten to do, her wing still burned and flopping down by her side), or holding back their emotions after the horrors they had experienced. The door to the room closed and there was silence for a while, apart from the slow, deep breathing of each dragon as they tried to suppress their emotions.

Electrika stepped forward towards Cynder, eyes red and hazy; Cynder wasn't sure what expression they carried. A large scar ran down her left eyelid, and both her dominant horns were missing, pulled from the skull as huge amounts of dried blood crusted around the holes left in her head. Electrika opened her mouth to speak, and the moment Cynder heard her voice, she lost all composure she once had, the previous goal of being 'professional' being completely discarded. "Listen, I'm sorry. I didn't know…"

"YOU ANCESTOR-DAMNED IDIOT, ELECTRIKA!" Cynder screamed, and the nineteen-year-old leapt back with fear, before bursting into tears.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" the scarred nineteen-year-old howled, collapsing to the ground in front of Cynder.

"I told you that we were not going to Dark Peak, and you go there behind my back! You're lucky I overheard two of the dragons who ended up being late, and got to your aid, or you'd all be in a much worse position that you are now!" Cynder scowled. "Now why the hell would you do that?!"

"I wanted to go! I wanted revenge! They attacked us! And I just… I just…!" Electrika broke off into more wailing.

"Why didn't you listen to me? I've been involved with war and dark magic all my life, and you have the guts to disobey me like that?! I know what I'm talking about! Darkness isn't something to toy with! It is dangerous, and can take lives! It took lives! I saw some of our warriors die! I'm sure you all saw them die, too! You all saw the slaves in Dark Peak get murdered, too!"

She was responded by more cries, from not only Electrika, but Tyrax was also just starting to lose control of his emotions, tears slowly dripping from his eyes and hitched breaths bursting from his maw as he tried to suppress his sobs. Logron was shocked by the sight, but didn't speak once throughout the entire ordeal.

Cynder took in a shuddering breath. "The torturing was the worst. You all said that I was the master of torment at one point back eight or so years ago, right?" she asked, only to be replied by Electrika's crying and the occasional heavy sob from some of the less emotionally firm dragons in the group. No one responded to her question directly, and Cynder was losing her patience. "Damn you all! For the ancestors' sakes, answer me!"

Almost everyone nodded.

"Well at least I was slightly merciful! I gave them pain, and I only sometimes killed my victims. Spyro was an outright sadist! He shed the most blood I have ever seen from his victims! And to make it worse, they were my parents! I never knew them, and they were butchered right in front of my eyes! And Spyro teased them, oh, how he teased them. He killed them with the same axe that, apparently, killed my maternal grandmother. He sliced open my mother's stomach with that axe, before cutting open my father's throat with it! Spyro took out both my mother's eyes, and sliced off both her hind paws, before ripping off her head and creating a massive mess! I drew blood and loved the sight of it pouring in gallons from a dragon's body, but I was never as messy as Spyro was, and I was never as sadistic as he was! You may think otherwise, but from what I saw…!"

"I believe you, Cynder! I believe you!" Electrika wailed, and many other dragons followed suit as they tried to defend themselves from Cynder's rage. "I'm so sorry! I didn't know what was going to happen! I'm so… terribly… sorry! I haven't been able to sleep all night from being kept up by nightmares! The blood… the gore! The damn screams! I still can't get them out of my head!"

"Maybe it serves you right. I hope you've all learned your damn lesson." Cynder scowled, turning and walking out.

Logron called after her, but Cynder didn't pay any heed to his cries. She turned and walked into her office, before sitting down and beginning to weep softly and silently, the memory of her parents' deaths fresh in her mind again.

"Cynder? Uh… General Cynder?" a familiar voice asked after a while of mourning in silence.

Cynder didn't look up, but she knew who the voice belonged to. "What is it, Electrika?"

"I'm so, so sorry. For everything. Everything I've said, everything I've done. I regret all of it." Electrika murmured, still sobbing uncontrollably. "I always believed you were a murderer, a fake, someone who would make friends just to hurt them. After what I saw in you when you entered Dark Peak… I know I was wrong. I hate myself for everything I've said."

"And what did you see in me?" Cynder scowled, raising her eyes to glare ominously at Electrika from the darkness of the room.

"I saw someone who cared for those in danger. Everyone who went… you didn't see them as workers you had authority over. You didn't see them as numbers in an army. You saw them as people. With lives. With families. And friends. With dreams. You saw me like that. And I… don't… I don't deserve any of that. You were willing to die for us. You were out there to make sure we escaped safely. You could have called us a lost cause and left us there to die, but you didn't. Sure, you were mad…"

"Mad is a very mild word for it."

"…but you still came. You came anyway, and you protected us, and granted us safe passage out of Dark Peak. You were the last to leave. And you even found your brother. I'm really happy for you. And I'm really sorry. For every damned thing I've said about you. I don't believe any of what I said anymore, and I'm sorry. Ancestors, my parents will hate me, right now. Even Irrith must hate me."

Cynder looked up at Electrika, pain searing her heart as she realised how much Electrika was beating herself up. "So…" Cynder murmured. "All that stuff you said about not being my friend… about faking it; about blaming me for your parents' deaths; about me being a weak, emotional brat…" Her voice was croaky and savage as she spoke through gritted teeth. "You don't still mean all of that?"

"Hell, no, Cynder! Did you not hear me apologise?" Electrika asked.

"Apologising isn't enough, after the stunt you pulled."

Electrika gasped, murmuring a curse under her breath. "Fine. I'll leave this place and resign if you want, but I want to start again. Please." she pleaded. "I have to say I did enjoy being friends with you back then, even if my past self would have hated to admit it."

Cynder hesitated, letting out a heavy sigh. "Sure." she said after a while.

"Thank you! Please meet me at my house this evening; you know where it is, you've been there before… back when we were… 'friends'. I want to host dinner for you. And your brother, too, if he can come." Electrika said.

"Sure. I'll see if Aerus can come."

"Thanks. If there's any other way I can make it up to you, please let me know." Electrika said, pausing to cough. "Anyway, I'll take my leave now. I don't deserve to be here. So I resign."

Electrika turned and walked out of Cynder's office. "I'll see you tonight. Around sunset, would be best."

Cynder didn't reply. She bent her head and wept, overcome by emotion of Electrika's sincere apology.

"So who exactly are we going to see?" Aerus asked Cynder as they walked through the streets of Warfang.

"An old friend of mine, Electrika Schollen." Cynder said, straining her voice as she said the phrase 'an old friend'.

"Is something wrong with her? You screwed your face up slightly then."

Cynder sighed. "She and I didn't really get off to a great start." Cynder said, twisting the story slightly so that Aerus wouldn't be too worried. "She shunned me for what I did as the Terror of the Skies; I kept her parents as slaves, and they died of the physical stress that put onto them. She came around though, and we've been friends for about… I think it was… two, three years, now." She lied about the time of their 'friendship'. In truth, she didn't actually remember when their one-sided friendship started.

"Oh." Aerus muttered.

"It's all fine now, really." Cynder said, turning when they got to Electrika's house. She stopped and knocked on the door, waiting for the nineteen-year-old electric dragoness to step out, open the door, and greet them.

There was no response. Cynder waited a while, then dismissed the silence as Electrika not hearing the knock. So she knocked on the door again, with slightly more force this time, accenting each knock. Still nothing. Aerus coughed awkwardly beside her. "Hello?! Electrika?! It's Cynder!" she called, hoping the dragoness could hear her from outside.

Still nothing. Aerus leaned towards Cynder. "Are you sure we've got the right house, or that she's even here?" Aerus whispered, his voice betraying his awkwardness.

"Shut up, she's here." Cynder scowled, before raising her voice again. "Electrika! Open the door!"

The door opened and revealed Electrika. The fear that had boiled in Cynder's heart was released, before she saw her friend's state and it re-entered her heart. Electrika wore a bandage around her head, which was stained red around where her horn-stumps were (the wounds had probably been reopened), and there were also fresh cuts around her wrists, dried blood smeared on her yellow scales as well as on her claw-tips. Tears also streamed down her face. Cynder gasped, as did Aerus, as she realised that Electrika had been cutting herself. She knew Electrika's depressed state was bad, but she hadn't thought it was that bad.

"Oh, hey Cynder. Come in, please." Electrika greeted them, putting on a welcoming smile, although Cynder saw through the smile and saw the depression underneath it.

But Cynder followed Electrika in nonetheless, and Aerus followed. They walked into Electrika's dining room, where the table had three plates of food sitting on it. The meal wasn't anything impressive or fancy, being just a deer flank soaked in some marinade, with a few bits of vegetarian produce like potatoes (despite dragons being carnivores, they sometimes did choose to eat vegetables, however fruits are more common among the omnivorous dragons). But it didn't matter that the meal wasn't impressive; it was the act that counted, and Cynder was more than happy about it.

Apart from Electrika's emotional state. The nineteen-year-old was trying to hide it, but Cynder could see through her mask that she was not doing alright.

Electrika invited Cynder and Aerus down, before sitting down herself, and they started eating in silence. Cynder watched Electrika as she ate, noticing her constant downcast expression and the way her face screwed up on the occasion, as if forcing the tears back. Cynder felt she needed to ask if Electrika was alright, even if she knew she wasn't. "Hey, Electrika. Are you…?"

"So, your name's Aerus, isn't it?" Electrika interrupted, trying to avoid Cynder's question as if knowing what she was about to ask her. Cynder didn't make a move to try and argue back and force the question down Electrika's throat.

"Yeah. Yeah, it is." Aerus muttered after swallowing his mouthful of food.

Electrika stifled a laugh. "I would never have thought that Cynder would have family, let alone alive. Yet here you are." she said with a sad chuckle. "You have an amazing sister, you know that, right?"

Aerus just nodded, having taken a bite of food again his mouth was full of venison. He swallowed after a while and replied verbally, "Yes. I'm so happy I found her. Although the original situation was pretty dire."

"I'm so happy for you guys." Electrika said with a small smile. This time, Cynder wasn't sure if it was genuine or fake like the other smile Electrika had given them. "I pray you two get to know and enjoy each other's company well."

"You… you sound like you're saying goodbye."

"I am. I'm leaving."

"Leaving Warfang?"

Electrika swallowed the small mouthful of venison before speaking. "Yes. I know I said I wanted to have another chance at getting our friendship back together, Cynder, but I just can't. Being here in Warfang just reminds me of you and everything I said to you that you didn't deserve. I struggle to even look at you with you being here now. All I hear is my hurtful words and your cries from just after Spyro turned when I decided to turn on you too. I realise now how terrible my words were… how terrible my actions were. I wish I could take them all back, but I can't. I just… can't be here any longer. I'm leaving Warfang and finding somewhere else to live. And I won't come back…"

"Electrika, I'm sorry you feel like that, but please. Don't go. If you need help, I'll be glad to." Cynder said. "And I'm serious about this."

"But how?! How?! After all I said?!"

"Because that's in the past! You've changed since then!"

"But how do I deserve your empathy?! How do I deserve your forgiveness?! I said and did terrible things to you!" Electrika exclaimed forlornly, and the tears were finally starting to spill down her golden cheeks. "All I wanted was to be happy. All I wanted was a life where I didn't have to think about my dead parents, or Irrith, who's also dead. I didn't want to think about my past, where I was forced to fear for my life, and for the lives of those around me. And when you, Cynder… When you came into my life, I wasn't sure how to handle it.

"I wanted to try and be your friend, I really did, but I couldn't get my parents out of my head. I hated you for it, for bringing the memories back. And I put you down and said all those horrible things. I hurt you when you needed comfort. I called you names, and I was mean to you. And I regret it! I don't deserve any forgiveness or empathy from you! All I deserve is a beating, a savage punishment! Why can't you give that to me instead?!"

"Because you don't deserve it! That's the last thing you deserve now! You're not in the best state mentally, I can see that! I just want to be there to help you! Like a friend!" Cynder explained.

Electrika choked on her tears, before shoving a potato in her mouth to try and distract her from her crying. "I don't deserve a friend like you! That's the last thing I deserve!" she said with a mouthful of potato.

"Can't you at least try to let me help you?!" Cynder shouted, a lot more intensely than she intended, causing Electrika to jump backwards with fear. "I'm sorry, Electrika. I didn't mean for that to come out as harsh as it did."

"It's not your fault I'm jumpy. I'm scared. I'm a mess. I don't know what to do anymore. I don't know who to turn to. And it's all because of what happened last night, and I'm sorry about that too! I disobeyed you. I tried to be the leader, tried to make it look like I knew more than you. I tried to take revenge on Spyro and the dark dragons that attacked us, took our families, our friends, and many other innocent lives. I thought I could do a good job at it. But then I realised I was young. I was scared! I was inexperienced! And I was a COWARD! I couldn't face my social problems; and I realised, if I couldn't solve my problems with you, how could I solve this massive problem, where innocent dragons were dying because I brought them here?

"I couldn't sleep last night. The blood, the screams… everything… It was all getting to me, and what you did. What you did to save me. I couldn't believe that you would do that for me. I've already said this before, but I saw you, even though you might not have, and you protected us, and let us escape Dark Peak safely, to the point where you were the last to leave. What kind of person would do that? I realised that the answer was a friend. Something I should have been. But I wasn't. I was a horrible friend, Cynder."

Electrika let out a moan, raising a claw to wipe her tears. She then grabbed her last piece of venison and shoved it in her mouth, chewing vigorously before swallowing. "This is my last meal here Cynder, before I leave. I'm sorry to say that I won't be coming back, but I just can't stay here. I can't live here anymore. I just want the hurting to stop." Electrika sobbed, averting her gaze from Cynder's. "I can't take it anymore! I need to… I need to… I… I…"

Suddenly, pieces started clicking in Cynder's head, but before she reached a conclusion, Aerus reached it before her, screaming out a warning. "CYNDER! SHE'S ABOUT TO…!"

By the time she had caught on, they were both too late.

In a swift move, Electrika brought her tailblade up and sliced it cleanly through her throat. Blood sprayed out of the wound, and with a pained gurgle and a savage, bloody cough, Electrika fell to the ground. Cynder got up and ran around the table to catch Electrika, but she was too late. Electrika lay on the ground, her throat stained red with her own blood, which was also spilling from her mouth from her cough earlier. Her eyes were rolled back into her skull, and her blood-stained tailblade now lay on the ground.

Cynder realised all the hints of this earlier, and she let out a grief-stricken roar. "WHY?! WHY WAS I SO BLIND?! I COULD HAVE STOPPED THIS!" she cried, before lowering her head and crying for Electrika. She spent a few moments crying intensely, before she calmed herself down. She spoke to Aerus, voice hoarse with emotion. "The signs were all there, leading up to this. The depression, the situation of 'leaving Warfang', all the ranting about how scared and depressed she was… It was all there, and now she's committed suicide! And I couldn't stop her!"

"It's not your fault, Cynder." Aerus murmured, his voice wobbly and raw with emotion too.

"I know, but I could have stopped it! I could have helped her! I don't know how she fell this low so quickly!"

Cynder looked at Aerus, who just shrugged. Tears streamed down his face too. His bottom lip quivered, and it looked like he was reliving the deaths of his parents again. He had experienced so much death recently, and watching someone die, let alone commit suicide, is not an easy thing to witness.

Cynder needed to know if this was real… if this was actually happening. She closed her eyes tight and prayed that this was just a terrible nightmare. She punched herself in the face, before she opened her eyes and found herself in the exact same place as before, staring at Electrika's corpse. Cynder swore, slamming her paw on the ground, emotions welling up in her once more. Her bottom lip quivering, she looked up towards the ceiling, before beginning a small prayer. "Dear Electrika, find peace with the ancestors, and safe travels. And dear ancestors, please look after her, and give her the love she needed. The love I couldn't give to her." she murmured, before she lowered her head and continued mourning.

"I'm sorry." Aerus murmured after a while.

"Don't be. It wasn't your fault." Cynder replied.

"It wasn't hers either."

"I know. But I forgive her."

Thank you. Cynder felt a voice whisper in her ear. She knew it was Electrika. She reached forward and closed Electrika's eyes as a sign of respect.

Cynder sighed and stood, before she and Aerus walked out of Electrika's house, loneliness and sadness swelling upon them.

Here we go again, more death! I've killed lots of characters in Demonised… and now Electrika's among those dead dragons.

Anyway, how was the chapter? The first section of it eventually had to get rewritten completely, and I can say it's heaps better than the crap I originally had. I also had to rewrite Electrika's scene. It was originally done the same way I did Ulfitz's scene in Broken Perceptions, which you'll probably remember (if you've read Broken Perceptions). The Electrika scene was written first and therefore the original, and was written heaps better than the Ulfitz scene, but I didn't want this to be too similar to Broken Perceptions, so I scrapped it and rewrote Electrika's scene, and again, it's much better than the original version.

Also I'm in summer holidays now so I have eight weeks to do… lots of stuff. Yeah, I make the holidays very busy for myself and some things just don't get done. But yeah, hopefully chapters get pumped out much quicker than usual (depending on how quick my beta-reader takes to get back to me though), and I hope you enjoyed the chapter.

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Sun Fury: 'Lol' is probably not the right word to describe last chapter lol, but yes, it was pretty brutal. That's just the nature of Demonised, I guess.

Guest: Don't want to spoil anything, but here's to hoping, too. (of course, I already know how the entire Purple Legacy series ends so I already know what happens)

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Hope you enjoyed, and I'll see you next chapter! Bye!