Everything always came to a head. This war would be no different. Something always sat in the balance when people marched into battle. Mind tended to revolve around my freedom. This time, I wasn’t warring for myself. No, I found the purpose of my conflict to be for someone I loved too much to lose. Would fighting for this cause cost me more than I bargained for, or would the scales finally tip in my favor? Either way, my decision was made. I’d putting everything on the line for the devil’s soul.