Seth sighed, as he looked over the city. He took off his chest plate, knowing it would be useless by now. With how many claw marks and bite marks were on the thing. He set it done beside him, his sword still was on his hip. He looked over the city, "my dad had said those words to me once. It was on my first quest, just before I entered camp he wanted to talk to me about something he said those exact words to me."