Noctisardor Bypass He's the one give his life to protect you

She drew in a long breath when Etienne spoke of Anselm’s walls. She nodded her understanding of that too. Druid thought Mahler was probably to blame, at least in part. She scowled, though only briefly before rearranging her expression back into something warmer.

Sometimes fights happen because both parties actually feel so passionately, Druid thought aloud, then realized what she’d said and amended, not like that, only to pause for several long beats, the look on her face suddenly asking, Unless…?