Mirko watched Rae walk away.
“It’s too late and I am sorry,” he said to her retreating figure, knowing she couldn’t hear him.
He made his way to Chesed’s Temple. He’d gone every day since starting this path to pray. Rae was right. Each death weighed on him. He knew they would. But, he would sacrifice everything to save the magi of Vitali, even his soul if that’s what it took. Still, he would pray for those that died. It was the only thing left he would do for them.