Arigo quickly closed the portal once it was clear to him all three of them were en route to Revival City. He felt a small amount of guilt sending them away but was convinced it was for the best. Zavier was a startling development. Argio was shocked that he had no idea at all how anyone on Earth could have slipped his gaze with that amount of aura inside them. The truly astounding part was that it was someone like Zavier. Argio had spent the vast majority of the last several days trying to find what he was missing about this kid. He was convinced there was something and despite coming up empty combing through the kid’s memories, he was still sure something was there. He had just missed it. It would be on Radia to find it now. While Arigo considered himself to be a much more powerful user of aura than her, he held a more functional and performative power. Where Radia bested him was in an academic sense with a deeper understanding of the underlying mechanics of soul energy. If there was anyone who could unravel this mystery it would be her.
It also happened to be rather convenient for Argio in regards to Anenna to have this incident occur at this particular moment. Arigo viewed it as a silver lining. He had reached the end of his obligations with her. She would be twenty-two if she was a normal person on Earth and almost fifteen cycles old on the Biterrain. Despite the dangers that exist on those planets, she was a grown woman and he had promised to keep her safe only until she had reached maturity. In Argio’s honest evaluation, she had been ready for nearly a year now. It was just difficult to let her go. Especially after they had lost her sister and adoptive brother a few years ago. After that moment, the consequences of her isolated upbringing became more severe. Despite his resistance, Anenna made attempts to see him more and more as a father figure, clinging to the last fragment of family she had known. Arigo could not tolerate this. He was unfit for this role and could not spare the effort for it. But he empathized greatly with her and had dragged his feet on sending her back even though he knew he needed to. Enter Zavier and his situation.
Now Arigo had to send Annena to the Biterrain to watch Zavier as Arigo could not go himself. She would be with Radia at the end of this journey and as an indirect consequence all he had to do now was tell her to not come back. He had done just that earlier this morning. Anenna knew it was coming so she showed no outward ill-will or distress to the news. Argio matched her stoicism but felt the shame of his choice privately. Despite his guilt over her abandonment, at the very least Radia was the best place to have her go. Not only was she the next best person to protect Anenna, she also may be more receptive to being a surrogate mother to her than Arigo ever was going to be a surrogate father. He just could not go there. He would never let something that got in the way of his mission distract him. He was committed as he always was to keeping Earth away from the Biterrain and its dangerous inhabitants.
Despite the rather cruel decisions he had made in the last few days, Argio had one choice that stood out as a counterfactual to his perceived lack of humanity. He should have killed Yafu. The arguments for his inclusion on the journey were real. The kid was quite resourceful and his knowledge of the Biterrain, specifically the Poison Fang, were immensely valuable to the cause. But Arigo always killed interlopers who managed to make it to Earth pretty much on sight. He was sure that some of these pilgrims meant well but confirmation of Earth being real would spread like a contagion back on the Biterrain. Ultimately this meant Yafu was not worth keeping alive even as help.
It was going through Yafu’s memories that changed Arigo’s mind. The kid had seen tragedy. He lost everything. One of the aspects Argio hated the most about people was their ability to move on from what they lost. It was likely the healthiest thing to do but he thought it was disrespectful and cowardly. It showed a lack of true desire and commitment. A fickle subservience to what was available over what should be valued. He hated the first time he saw it and he never relented in how he felt. Yafu did not bow to this, much like him. His memories proved a reilent commitment to what he lost. Not only did Yafu not seek out replacements for the pain in his soul, he consistently valued their echoes over his own life. He made this selfless sacrifice over and over again with every decision he made. For this reason, Arigo felt his story could not end here. Argio would not help Yafu beyond sparing him, but from a distance, he wished for his success.
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