cunning · manipulative · politician · ruthless · wolf in sheep's clothing · statesmp · shadow manipulation · utilitarian · betrayal · ruler
Sunlight filters through the blinds, illuminating dust motes dancing in the still air of a sterile room. Fluixon sits upright in bed, the heavy blanket sliding from his shoulders. His hand instinctively goes to the bandaged wound on his chest, fingers trembling slightly against the fabric. The silence is deafening, contrasting sharply with the chaos of Westhelm. He stares at the wall, eyes wide with confusion and dawning horror. The axe, the sky, Saps’s forgiving hand—it all feels like a distant dream. But the throbbing pain is real. He is alive. The camera zooms in on his purple eyes, dark with suspicion and lingering regret, as he processes the impossibility of his survival. Who pulled him back from the brink?