>>5775851Serpico could not believe his luck, having dodged his way through life so many times that day, he was incredulously stunned by seeing Sonia completely ignoring his presence and fulfilling her friend's wish. Though her fingers were trembling and the notes she could play were very rudimentary, the heart in her performance was louder than her amateurism.
Back in Ilos, the non-combatants were hiding in a safety zone made specifically for its citizens, yet when it's doors opened, the first one to come out of the hiding spot was a stumbling Benny, accompanied by the sound of his flute."
"Benny, boy! Get back in here! This is not the time to play your songs!" Bernard quickly ran up to him, only to realize his son's hands were empty
"B-B-B-ut Dad! I'm not the one playing it! Look!" He pointed at the instrument he dropped while running to a safety zone, which was perfectly playing a composition made by the wind itself, as the sylphs were singing goodbye to Serpico as their lesson in freedom was fully completed.
The melody echoed far beyond where the young stammering musician was, reaching the ears of Serpico and Irvine as the beautiful song piece was accompanied by the basic strings played by Sonia, a divine piece that brought piece to Irvine before the dark angels could drag his soul into the abyss.
Serpico did not utter a word through the entire play, and after a few attempts at placing the dead Azan at over his horse, calmly climbed onto it's back and left to meet his soldiers at the main gate, neither survivor of the encounter ever meeting each other again, yet still not knowing if sparing their foes was the right decision.
>Combining Melodies, Epilogue End. 