Redsand Canyon mastered from the souls of pain and heartbreak

He was sorry too, in a way.
He would've made it less painful, but she did deserve it.
Alas, he didn't.
And that was all.

"A good saying," he mused back.
Donovan pulled up, listening in of her sentiment. They certainly weren't the best of friends, but they knew each other, to her credit.
He let him speak, wishing that he could melt away and hand the reins over to the Grandmaster. But he was the Overseer, and couldn't.
So he stood awkwardly, listening.

He supposed Donovan may spar her, to test her.