full moon rising on the waters of my soul
As The Voice appeared, Amun felt the tension draining out of him. Even though he wasn’t sure how the goddess would react to his actions, he figured it was better to be speaking to her than to leave this unresolved. He relaxed further at her words: she didn’t seem that mad, though he wasn’t going to rely upon that. Still, her question was unexpected, and he found himself considering it carefully. ”No. I would not have fought. But I still let you, and the other Ascended, down.” Broken a promise, abandoned his new crew and that didn’t sit well with him. If he’d known what he was being asked to do, he wouldn’t have gone, but once he was there he’d been a coward. Of course, he was fine living to fight another day. He just figured The Voice cared about loyalty, based off their previous conversation and he hadn’t exactly displayed that.
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