Mikhael sighed at the back-and-forth between the two men, "Well, I figured as much... And regarding how much of it is false; does it really matter that much? Times are changing." his brow twitching at the notion, "Perhaps there is a new purpose for us and the order. Be patient and we will find out." his eyes glanced sternly between the two before reaching out for the water on the desk, staring blankly at the mug before quickly realizing he only had one arm and was grasping with a phantom limb. He scowled grimly, leaning further forward off the side to grab the container. He never felt more vulnerable and useless, the cold liquid tasting foul. Wasn't it better to die in his prime than left to whittle away in shameful decrepitude? 

"I survived the terrible fate because I defied it. Because of my faith for our Queen and our people." he muttered, looking at Joshua, "Though for how long... I don't know, but I will not give up now. We are the stalwart against the darkness, the hunters of the monsters of this frigid world. To have such a frail resolve for our cause, you of all should know better, you are part of her Royal Guard, a knight among [i]knights[/i], are you not?" 

	Mikhael still felt the faint presence now residing deep within him. Each breath he took disturbed a mysterious weight gnawing somewhere in his heart, waiting for its chance to break out of it's prison yet again. But now he was in control, and that was all that mattered at this point. 

"The Queen may keep secrets, but I'm sure for good reason, as Ezekiel had stated. Even if she had committed atrocities in the past, she is not that type anymore. We all make mistakes. And all should be able to repent."

	He laid back with a frown at his recent words, feeling as though he sounded like one of those pretentious elders who spoke in proverbs and metaphors instead of using direct language. But it was true, there was no better way to put it. Should they reject a person because of what they did so long ago? Sometimes there isn't really a choice on their side. Making speculations is useless.

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