The village hidden in Christmas lights

"Baldur, stop! Where are you going?!"

In a potent windstorm, a black-haired woman screamed at Baldur, who was noticeably thinner compared to what he has been normally shown as. Implying that this should be a prior event—but of what kind is the question?

"You can't stop me, Reina!" Baldur said to Reina who called out to him on a rock. The look on his face was calm and… determined.

"We have to await orders from the coun-"

"Fuck The—Council—"

[Bang!]

Thunder raged on, lighting up the war-like expression Baldur had on his watery drenched face.

"I- I understand where you're coming from- that's our child too! but-"

"If You Understood…! You wouldn't try to stop me!" Baldur left the spot and kept on walking into the dark and imposing forest.

"You Are Gambling With Your Life!!! Our Son's life!"

Regina cried out, with tears falling down her eyes.

…

Baldur's footsteps halted like a carriage, and he remained as silent as a hunting leopard.

"Then so be it…!"

[Bang!]