Chapter 206: White and Gold
The air in Sector Four tasted heavily of sulfur and rust.
Envoy Thalis Corwyn pulled the heavy white hood of his silken robes over his head. He kept his chin tucked low.
He navigated the narrow, completely flooded alleyways of the lower industrial sector with careful, measured steps.
His pristine white and gold robes were being ruined. The heavy hem dragged through puddles of toxic, chemical runoff and thick mud.
He did not care.
The physical dirt was nothing compared to the crushing weight resting on his conscience.
'I am a monster,' Corwyn thought bitterly, stepping over a rusted iron pipe.
'I stood in front of grieving mothers and I smiled. I smiled at empty graves. Oh, how exhiliritating!'
The guilt was a physical ache in his chest. He had seen the absolute devastation on the faces of the Academy students. He had heard the agonizing crack in Instructor Stonehelm's voice.
