[★nother video begins, one Sylink Prot★h is un★w★re of the filming or posting of.] Sylink steps out of her hive once ★g★in, it's cle★r she h★sn't ★ctu★lly slept. It st★nds ★round for ★ little bit before looking ★t ★ point higher on the mount★in, no time like the present. She st★rts w★lking, step ★fter step through the forest th★t surrounds her home. It's quiet. The only noise seemingly coming from her boots crunching through the underbrush. Only stopping when she's f★ced with ★n imposing stone w★ll, with one entr★nce on its side. It seems unn★tur★lly d★rk inside, though th★t very well could just be contr★sting how bright it is outside. Either w★y, Sylink gets sw★llowed by the d★rkness ★s she enters, there isn't much inside the c★ve. ★ sm★ll pond, ★nd somewhere on the shore is ★ stone m★rking something. It's ★n unusu★l thing for ★ troll to h★ve set up, though she's never re★lly been considered norm★l. Out of her syll★de⚔ she pulls ★ single flower ★nd ★ bottle of ★lcohol, pl★cing them ne⚔t to the m★rker. Then she ★llows herself to sit. "....." "You know ⚔★n, this sweep its been re★lly rough for me." "Ye★h, I know, wh★t ★ lo★d of hoofbe★st shit. 'Rough' for me is still better th★n wh★t I did to you." "But, I don't know. Usu★lly I'm better ★bout t★king it on the chin I suppose?" "If you were here you'd prob★bly s★y something ★bout how 'you don't need to do th★t Sylink'..... but I do, ★nd nobody seems to get th★t I do." "We ★re the sum of our ★ctions ★fter ★ll." "....." Sylink begins crying, ichor colored te★rs st★ining her f★ce. She l★ys down ne⚔t to the stone, curled up by herself. ★t some point she f★lls ★sleep, good night sweet prince. #subst★nce