“Oh! Yes, about retreat. Sorry, but that’s not my particular style.” Cain would blatantly say as he readied himself, one foot in front of another that made him look as if even the gods couldn’t move him if they tried. “You speak of ‘lunacy.’ I don’t know what you mean, but all I know is that people have manipulated me my entire life. I choose my own path, and commander Freya is apart of that.”