It's the Songs you sing and the Smiles you wear
Zavien frowns at the news. How are they supposed to defeat something when those infected can only be cured by a literal god? Especially when the strongest living beings can barely do any damage? The thoughts dampen his optimism, but he tries to look at the positive; at least there is a way to heal from the infection. Plus, there are lots of demigods roaming Caido. As long as they are willing to help, perhaps they can work together to stop the family. He keeps all this to himself and nods to Hadama. "This is all very concerning. All the more reason that we need to support each other and investigate the Void further."
The idea that the Family can be anyone has a shiver running down Zavien's spine. "Is there no way to tell them apart from others?" Having not met one himself, he imagines them as humans with accentuated features and a purple aura flowing from their pores. Although it's obviously exaggerated, he can't begin to think that anyone could be evil. That is no way to live life. He prefers to believe in the innate good of people.
At the mention of Stormbreak, he smiles sadly. "Yes. I know it will only continue to increase in danger, but I can't abandon my home. Would you ever leave Torchline to fall into despair?" Zavien thinks about all of the innocent people still residing in the city as the Void slowly begins to take over. The pollution is starting to become suffocating and people are losing hope as the infection spreads. "No. I can't sit back and watch."
The idea that the Family can be anyone has a shiver running down Zavien's spine. "Is there no way to tell them apart from others?" Having not met one himself, he imagines them as humans with accentuated features and a purple aura flowing from their pores. Although it's obviously exaggerated, he can't begin to think that anyone could be evil. That is no way to live life. He prefers to believe in the innate good of people.
At the mention of Stormbreak, he smiles sadly. "Yes. I know it will only continue to increase in danger, but I can't abandon my home. Would you ever leave Torchline to fall into despair?" Zavien thinks about all of the innocent people still residing in the city as the Void slowly begins to take over. The pollution is starting to become suffocating and people are losing hope as the infection spreads. "No. I can't sit back and watch."
that make the Sunshine everywhere
Zavien
