It’s been a couple of days since I was home. I feel so relieved that I did not know what to do. As promised, Castro had the warriors gather all the dead rogues and place them in a pile. I shift into Marceline and together we blew out the fire and watch them burn into ashes. I cannot say that I don’t feel bad for Cairo because I know that somewhere in his mind there was a broken man. It broke Cairo to where he let the madness take over and that drove him into his own insanity.

I told Castro that maybe what Cairo had to say was the...