Upon returning to their camp, Ekho's gaze swept the horizon in search of Jake, and when their eyes met, Jake gave him a nod of approval, a silent acknowledgment of his strength and determination. The barbarian, perplexed, felt a sense of relief wash over him as the nod of approval lifted the weight of tension and accumulated anxieties from his shoulders. From that day forward, he knew he was no longer the same spineless coward who had helplessly watched his wife and loved ones be tortured and killed.
As the former alcoholic gripped his sword's hilt, his knuckles turning white, the four Soul Clones, walking beside him, cast a sympathetic gaze his way. Even after this deadly battle, he was still unaware that he was the only real living person in this squad. At some point, the truth would have to be revealed to him.
