>>5750266"Don't sell yourself short, you're still as much of an inspiration to me as you say I was to you. This is the least I can do." You smile as you manage to sit down to better see him, with Rickert agreeing with you.
"Same here."
"You big idiot! What were you thinking! This would have never happened if you didn't freak out when Vlad was down!" The crying Puck slapped the bridge of his nose senseless, though still flapping his wings to produce enough power to heal him.
"You're right, Rickert. I need to honor the true falcons and destroy their fake leaders... Though if I die on the way, please bury my body and sword amidst the hill where the others are. Failing or succeeding, my sword is taller and greater than Griffith's. If anything, I wish to have a better looking grave than him."
"Awfully petty now, aren't you?" Rickert laughs, holding back his tears.
"Let us not fantasize about our deaths just yet... We still have our girls to see before that, so let's think of the now." You tell him.
"Right... So all I can think for the now is:"
"...I'm glad you're all still here."
>The Beginning Of The End: Chapter End. 