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The sword impales Ascalon's shoulder.

But the sleeve-blade pierces Manfred's heart.

Ah...

You've... lived up to your words...

As I said I would.

If you had made up your mind... I would have died at your hand... a long time ago.

I still have regrets about not killing you the night you left Kazdel.

...Farewell.

What a shame. I thought you would at least shed a tear.

Wha—

You would have recognized us under any other circumstances.

Quick and direct, weren't you?

Did you care too much about him, or too little?

Everything went exactly as Manfred expected.

You still don't know Manfred well enough, for all the years that you've been rivals.

But he knows you all too well.

We've engaged the Royal Court on both the north and south sides, and we're pulling back our lines as planned.

Everything has gone according to plan, so far.

Good...

Any sign of Manfred?

Not yet...

He wouldn't be content to just sit in the back and bark orders at a time like this.

...I hope things go smoothly for Ascalon.

No, she won't be coming back.

What did you say?

Wha—

I knew you would be here.

Manfred...

Delay tactics... did you really think protecting this skeleton would help you turn the tables?

Why?

I gave you a chance. I gave you far too many chances. You knew the smart thing to do!

Once again, you're having Sarkaz slaughter Sarkaz.

Haven't you had enough of 'wars' like this?

You disappoint me...

Their death is not on me, but your naivete!

You should have left a long time ago. Isn't this what you had always longed for?

Now, your mercenaries will die here, as will my soldiers, for something so meaningless... have you not learned the lessons of the civil war?

That's why the Sarkaz shouldn't repeat the mistakes of the past! Haven't we all seen what the civil war became?

We lost an entire generation to the civil war, and you're trying to kill more?

Nothing will come of this war. This war against all of Terra!

Something will come of it. Something must.

You have seen it already. You just refuse to acknowledge it.

To hate and be hated... if that's the Military Commission's goal, then <i>mission accomplished</i>.

Don't you understand? That's the reason I needed you to get out of this!

Yes, the civil war cost Kazdel an entire generation, and made you and I out of the survivors... Murderers who can only live by the sword.

Why have you stayed, if you wanted to change all of this?

There was so much more you could have done and should have done.

So what if I returned to Kazdel? What happens next?

How do I describe to the children the fields where their fathers, their mothers, their brothers, and their sisters are buried? How do I make them believe in another future?

Hatred is a means to unity, but you cannot let that unity become the spark for a new hatred.

I can't leave. Not while the war continues.

So you have chosen to live and die with the war.

In that case, I will give you the answer.

Ngh—

Hoederer, you coward.

You lack even the courage to keep living.

This is what makes you so contemptible.

...This is what disappoints me so deeply.