Unbalanced

The warrior stops in his tracks at your words, his axe still held forward defensively."You can talk? Then we truly are at the end. The Balance…" He trails off, the axe drooping slightly.

A snap of thunder shakes him from his thought. Gripping the axe tightly in his gloved hands, he locks eyes with you.

"Then the Priestess has already completed her workings. All that I can do now is avenge this world that she has damned."