This day had always been coming.
He had known that for years.
Perhaps that was why unease had followed him ever since entering the Holy City.
Years ago, a kind hunter had helped him. His philosophy had touched Damon's damaged heart and reached the young boy who had long since lost faith in everything. That man had taught him to believe again, to understand that kindness could exist in this world without demanding anything in return.
And Damon had repaid that kindness by killing him.
The guilt, the shame, and the unbearable weight of what he had done afterward led him to seek out the hunter's orphaned daughter. He had taken her beneath his wings, cared for her, protected her, and in many ways loved her as though she were truly his younger sister.
Yet he had built that relationship upon a lie.
The young girl had always been a spitfire, and from Damon she had learned many things.
Among them…
An eye for an eye.
