(No clue where these three came from, never seen them before in my life. o_O;; Except that I know Filo is the reincarnating kind of immortal, and Petri is just plain old unkillable. And Tersavn is a jerk. Hmmm.)

“It all comes down to this then?” He was screaming and he didn’t care, “One word? One bloody fucking word and you walk away–” Because Filo had always been leaving him one way or another. Walking away from the millions of words, away from the thousands of fights, the hundreds of time he could have walked away and didn’t. Walking into the one place Petri could never follow. “One fucking word…”

But it was too late, and he knew, somehow, that it had always been too late. That this had happened before and would happen again, and nothing he could do could stop Tersavn from shading the moonlight a gunmetal grey and saying, “Choose.”

And Filo from saying, “Me.”