Marakai's eyes came to close, and he lowered his head. His hair, grown long enough in his depression, fell to cover much of his face. When he looked up again, he looked tired, worn. The look he gave Urra'vin then was a stark contrast to the rage he'd given before.
"I'm sorry, Urra'vin. I thought....I thought that what I did, I did for the world. Kranath was seeking to bring the beast here. He wanted to bring Tiamat to earth. I was able to kill him before he succeeded....but at a great cost to myself. To you. I cannot possibly offer enough of an apology, but....I am sorry." He turned away again, looking up into the deepening night, the first stars appearing out of darkness.
It was a moment before he spoke again, and his face remained skyward when he did.
"I've heard many things over the last couple days...nine days ago, you may have noticed the moon, even in its fullness, gave no light. I was atop the ruins that night, and I saw it clearly, far to the south. You...you remember the site of the Tenkou clan, yes? I defeated Kranath there, finally. Deep in what is known now as the Moraki desert. I heard from a friend who saw him."
He turned again to face Urra'vin, his eyes hard, yet at the same time, fearful. He took a single step towards him, and stopped. He looked down at the ground again, eyes hard and burning - in the darkness, the glow from his eyes was enough to illuminate his face. His shame.
"I don't know how. I don't know why, but somehow, all those years ago, I failed. I know I killed him. I tore his body asunder and scattered bits of him about the city of the Tenkou clan. But he's back. He lives again. It's not done yet."