Right before their eyes, Seth and the pulsating mass of plasma vanished from the atmosphere. Uriel felt the abrupt shift in spatial currents and sighed…
At this point, what was it that Seth wasn't capable of?
He turned back to glance at the troops, and he could see them staring in the direction Seth had vanished from, all wearing a frown.
He could tell what they were all thinking, he could feel their faith in Seth begin to waver, after all if Seth had such useful items earlier why didn't he share? Why not try to help prevent as many deaths as possible?
Did he not care? Did their lives not matter?
Uriel could imagine the types of questions running through their minds and spreading doubt.
And his aura flared abruptly, catching everyone's attention. He held the bridge of his nose, shaking his head, eyes closed in disappointment.
