Now, Jules is gone, and he is left all alone.
The Lake God Prophet Anara is also sobbing uncontrollably, she has lost her beloved, but she still has tasks to complete. The Divine Sword Durandal was taken from Jules' corpse by her and handed to Kaled: "From now on... this sword will be your sword, Kaled."
"No! How could I!" Kaled vigorously wiped his tears.
"This was his wish, he instructed me before he left, that if he... couldn't return... to give this sword to you, Kaled, accept it, it's his wish," Anara softly said.
Only then did Kaled silently nod and accepted the sword.
The sound of weeping echoed in the hall. On one side, Laine's expression was serious, Surya held his hand beside him: "Is this war? Laine, will I encounter such a day?"
"To avoid such a day, we can only resist to the death," Laine shook his head: "The threat of Chaos will never disappear by running away, there's no place in this world to remain unaffected."
