Ivan left with the Eye of the Chronicler, headed to Crow's Nest for analysis. Meanwhile, Bologue and Palmer stayed by Church's side, waiting for the doctors to transfer Church to the Border Sanatorium.
The atmosphere was deathly silent. Neither Bologue nor Palmer spoke, the suffocating sensation of oppression brewing alongside Church's faint breathing in the narrow room.
An inexplicable feeling rose within Bologue's heart. This wasn't the first time he had encountered such a thing. Usually, his mood wouldn't be affected much...
Bologue realized why.
In that maddening war, everyone's heart grew numb. Many people died before Bologue, even though they were his comrades. The time spent together might have only been a few hours, so much so that Bologue didn't even know their names or appearances.
In the grand narrative, everyone was insignificant.
But now everything is different.
