By the time Nylian Feno arrived at this part of the city where the battle between the Flynn Patriarch and the leader of the Umbra Thieves had taken place, it was already too late.
He gazed at Brigham Flynn's cold corpse, his eyes flashing with conflicting emotions.
The elf never did like his principles and morals as a merchant, however, he was still part of the Council of Seven, and as such, was his comrade.
Thus, it wouldn't be false to say that he was affected by Brigham's death—albeit, very slightly.
Nylian knelt beside the corpse and gazed at Brigham's face. Seeing the trails left behind by his tears, he muttered under his breath, "Brigham, it would appear that you died with regrets."
He heaved a heavy sigh and then gently shut Brigham's eyes, wiping his tears away in the process. "The least I can do is look after your family. So rest assured…"
