“No!” Merrick was screaming now. “This can’t be happening! I refuse! Do you hear that! I fucking refuse! I… I am getting her back. I have… have to do something!” “There is nothing you can do,” Soria said softly as she tried to approach the Death Whisperer. “It was prophesied by the gods, Merrick. And so it shall be.” “Fuck the gods!” Merrick screamed back at her. “Fuck them and fuck fate and fuck everything! Lessia hated all of that!”
