02-07-2018, 09:35 PM
Warren sadly nodded at her. For she was right. He could not stay here any longer. It was not safe for him to be here when Dark Hecate had even a chance of coming out to play. Okay, he wasn't just scared of Dark Hecate. No, scared was not an adequate word to describe how he felt at the moment, nor did it even come close in reality to what he was feeling. Was this feeling anger? Was it misery? Whatever it was, Warren knew he couldn't deal with the problem here. What he needed was space from Hecate, until she could control herself more. And he needed to learn how he could get Dark Hecate separated from her at some future date. In addition Warren also knew that he needed to grow stronger. Perhaps there was some sort of relic in one of the Verses he could use that could split Hecate and Dark Hecate from each other. If it were possible he planned to use it for himself. And if he did gain that ability, he'd also be able to do something else that normally he would not even consider as a possibility.
However, Warren was the type of villain who believed that a man's word should be something that they lived by, an unbreakable pact when they made a promise. And yet, Hecate's dark side had spurned the word she had stated. She had murdered that woman when he had humbled himself. To make a long story short, Warren was not sure if he could ever trust Hecate again. Even if she did get her dark side under control, she could have lapses. Lapses that could result in Warren, or someone else getting severe bodily harm from her dark side. Really, the dark side needed to be removed entirely somehow. At the present, he had no clue as to how to do that. It was going to require a lot of research on his part. So bothered by what Dark Hecate had done was Warren, that he did not even bother swatting insects. Stung many times by the mosquitoes, Warren was emotionally numb. Normally he hated the bugs, but he couldn't bring himself to care. The shock of the murder she had done had yet to wear off on him. Really, if it was this bad, Warren now knew why he didn't kill anyone.
Trekking at his maximum speed, Warren was irritated about the entire mess. His first goal he decided was to find somewhere that her ice powers would not give Dark Hecate an advantage, and make a base there. Once he had done that, Warren was not sure what he'd do with himself, but he knew he had to have a smart plan about it. Yet, he was emotionally numb, and couldn't think. Really, what he needed was something to snap him out of the funk he was in. When he finally went through the gate, he simply went through it.
However, Warren was the type of villain who believed that a man's word should be something that they lived by, an unbreakable pact when they made a promise. And yet, Hecate's dark side had spurned the word she had stated. She had murdered that woman when he had humbled himself. To make a long story short, Warren was not sure if he could ever trust Hecate again. Even if she did get her dark side under control, she could have lapses. Lapses that could result in Warren, or someone else getting severe bodily harm from her dark side. Really, the dark side needed to be removed entirely somehow. At the present, he had no clue as to how to do that. It was going to require a lot of research on his part. So bothered by what Dark Hecate had done was Warren, that he did not even bother swatting insects. Stung many times by the mosquitoes, Warren was emotionally numb. Normally he hated the bugs, but he couldn't bring himself to care. The shock of the murder she had done had yet to wear off on him. Really, if it was this bad, Warren now knew why he didn't kill anyone.
Trekking at his maximum speed, Warren was irritated about the entire mess. His first goal he decided was to find somewhere that her ice powers would not give Dark Hecate an advantage, and make a base there. Once he had done that, Warren was not sure what he'd do with himself, but he knew he had to have a smart plan about it. Yet, he was emotionally numb, and couldn't think. Really, what he needed was something to snap him out of the funk he was in. When he finally went through the gate, he simply went through it.