"Want to hear something, Joseph? Alex, or Fierce Deity, and I were going to take action for you. We were gathering up and army to combat people like Cockhorn. You know what happened to him? You know. He was stabbed. So let me ask you this. How were we supposed to help. When I was gone, and Alex was dead?" Royal stared at Joseph would a cold, unrelenting look. "You don't grasp what they did do you? They wandered in like they owned the place. Took Alex's ideas, his goals. And claimed them! And then, they gave the scraps to the one who didn't have the heart to let him go. Lilly." His face dropped, and his eyes turned to those of sadness. "They gave the scraps to the runt of the pack. After her family betrayed her, her brother. She didn't let any of you die, because she wanted Alex's memory to live!" Royal said, looking back up at Joseph.