"Mana Knight, you've come to me, as expected."
She spoke, her tone soft and gentle, almost motherly in a sense. He expected her to be angry, to blame him for failing, but she knew he tried his best. Considering his age, she didn't even thing he could have made it this far, or grown into the man she saw before her. She smiled at him, as if to put him as ease.
"You've done very well so far, young one... and even now, there is hope for the world. You needn't blame yourself for not being able to stop the rise of the fortress, you did all that you could, more than I could ever expect from you."
He felt a horrible weight lift from him with that, but he still felt guilty for failing to stop this, from putting the world at risk.
"Luka... what can be done? The seals have been broken, Mana is vanishing... the sword, I can't feel its power.
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