Death didn’t take

Well actually dying this time was a strange experience, although I feel bad that I didn’t tell my wife about the dragon. I didn’t want her to think our son was in more danger than she knew. I guess that means I am fully committed now to ending it. Yay.
I truly worry for the state of that battle, no matter what happens one of us will die dealing the final blow and I cannot let it be me. I am sure this group might try to find a way around this but as the only one who has tasted death before I am certain it will not be so simple. Even just being this close to the city it feels wrong, like the gods have no sway here at all. I have dealt in enough death that I know when it is coming, and I can feel in in my bones. Blood will spill this day, whose blood though remains to be seen. I really fucking hope Cecelia has a plan, I do not wish to kill her too. If anything brings comfort it is that for the time being my boy is safe in a whole other realm. Hopefully we can keep this land intact for him to return too, and for the rest of my family as well. I swear to all the gods though if I fucking die in this fight then these ass holes I’m with better make sure the boy is taken care of.