Kael can think whatever he wants, Bruce won't hold anything against him, after all he's the one that guided him on the path of awakening his talent. With him telling him just writer it's only natural he thought like like that...
Anyways, Kael shook his head and muttered something about lowering his standards again. Bruce let it pass. Then they started walking.
Kael led, and Bruce followed, and they moved through the Mistlands looking for souls, specifically, for souls that still had a chance.
Souls not yet hollowed. Souls that, with help or with luck, might still awaken a talent and join the group Kael wanted to build.
The route took them back the way Bruce had come.
He had not wanted that. This was the stretch he had already crossed, the long miserable walk of his first hours, and he had no desire to see it again. But Kael had been firm about it. Better to follow the current than to go against it, he had said.
