His eyes closed, his mind going about the task of directing the repair of his armour, Szanod answers:
"There is no need to go back, Matt, for I've not gone anywhere, up or down. My purpose is not evil, although I do use energies that are perceived as evil. I am not lost; in fact I found myself in the role I've chosen. That's what it was Matt: a choice. I am not a hapless servant of the Darkness and I do not actively seek to destroy light. I fight those who come to me at the gates or those who actually seek a challenge, be they good or evil, as all of you today."
Upon hearing his plead for him to not attack Serendice, Szanod shakes his head wearily and sighs once more.
"Do as you wish, "angel". Your methods of salvation are but a reflection of mine. Our ways are clearly different, but our goals are the same: to bring about truth."
Watching Matt walk towards the battle, Szanod turned to Koorittou. Seeing the sadness and confusion on his face, he heads for him. The ice demon immediately steps back, fearing an attack, but Szanod makes no threathening move. He looks at him for a few moments, as if this was the first time he laid eyes on him.
"You have seen my world and lived. You have looked into yourself and realized a choice must be made and that this choice is yours..."
Slowly, he raised his massive, spiked right arm in an offer of a handshake.
"Thank you."
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