Those who lose hope

Jäwell was checking the maps and the plans Dante had just made. He scoffed in excitement as it was almost the time for action to begin. This was all about freedom, the freedom to be human again. The words of Archanium echoed in his mind, they were similar, searching to be free from their mind. They do not think about the consequences and embrace death if it comes to them. The thrill of the fight, the fear of defeat, all these emotions that were so human and made them feel alive. 

When it was decided, Jäwell deployed his wings inside the room and rushed outside through the wall. He was so passionate that he didn't even take the time to use the door. The prince just demolished the black surface of the castle and flew to Tarim. He had waited for so long. Jäwell has been king and, then, prince, for centuries. He had enough to have to behave, he wanted to retrieve who he was for real and this could not wait any longer.