'NO!

It can't really be him. He's supposed to be invincible, not lying in a pool of blood. Blood that I am

responsible for. It's all my fault. What was I thinking, attacking my only protection? Ryoden made it clear

he didn't like me. Why would he come to save me anyways? Did he know? Did he betray Barrons? That

Son of a bitch! I knew there was something off about him. No, no it doesn't make any sense what reason

would he have? Unless this isn't Barrons. Maybe it's some kind of magic. I could have believed in such

nonsense before I came to Dublin but as far fetched as might be it's still a hell of a lot easier to believe than

the idea of Jericho Barrons being dead. I don't know what to believe. I've wasted so much time trying to

convince myself I didn't care for him. It really sucks when you don't realize you love someone until you

don't have them anymore. Oh! Didn't Ryoden say that Derrock was on his way?'