This half of Sandrath was willing to accept his fate and had closed his eyes, waiting for his end to come. Except it didn't come.

The abrupt and rough treatment of being spun around causes him to open his eyes in surprise. He did not recognize this person standing in front of him and how they were able to remove his shadowy restrains so easily. Confusion was clear on his face in the limited light. Who were they? Just as he's about ask, he was receiving orders to run.

"I understand." He says with a stern tone, but his voice was still light and his eyes were still blue.

Without another word, he starts to move as quickly in the direction Kenna came from. Or as well as he can with his self-inflicted injuries.