Aylith didn't want to accept it.
She didn't want to accept that she couldn't get her warning through Mayar's thick head.
But now, it was clear that no matter what she said, he would never heed her warning.
For him, she was already dead.
And no matter how badly she wanted him to understand the situation he was in, there was simply not a chance for her to be heard. In order for her to really force a reaction from him, she needed her old power back, using force to get his attention.
So, there was no other choice but to give up.
Even now, while being trapped by the foreign power, Mayar was still growling and struggling.
Still didn't see her.
Since he was so adamant about ignoring her as if she were nothing but air, she resolved to step back—and let nature run its course. Many would call it cruel for her to do this, as after all, he was still her son, but this height of power was not the same as the world of the weak.
Hard and demented choices needed to be made.
