[ He had felt guilt too, wondering if he was leaving when things were finally going to improve for him. But he knows now that they won’t, and he has a sinking feeling that the people he saved won’t be there when he comes back, because he wasn’t around to protect them from other Sects and the fierce corpses and spirits on the mounds themselves.

There’s no future there either. ]

Medea is wise, isn’t she? [ He smiles, opening up a bottle of vodka. ] I think we both had similar thoughts and fears, but we reached our conclusions through different methods.