"And now, out of all the Legends of the Round Table, only the three of you have come...
"So, it means... Gawain and the others are truly no more.
"And you are the traitors of the Round Table.
"You betrayed the oath you took when you first became knights, and you also betrayed your own creeds.
"You chose to embrace the arms of the Crimson Moon
"and personally slaughtered your own comrades."
The voice was very calm, but when it reached the ears of the three Knights of the Round Table in the distant sky, it struck them like a clap of thunder on a clear day.
Tristan's tightly closed eyes snapped open, and he looked toward Shiayar in horror. The rebellion at the Round Table had only just occurred; Merlin's and Gawain's bodies hadn't even been buried yet. Yet, this person had accurately deduced everything from mere details.
After a long silence, Tristan spoke with some uncertainty, "Cain?"
