The sound of clangs from a metal being smashed by a heavy hammer echoed in the middle of the shop like a bell on a monastery. And yet, Vison didn't care about the noise he was making and just kept going.
He had been avoiding other people who were desperate to find him and always giving false information and description of his appearance. Instead, he will use his friends' as a scapegoat. He wasn't regretting it at first, but when he encountered Meria and Cainne's group, he couldn't help but feel something in them.
Something that was important, so important, it might change the world from what we knew it. Now, he started to be guilty about his decisions in throwing them away from him. He lost the chance.