04/11th/198×, 23:43. ..., Siberia.

The endless stars bring company to the big moon above, the soft glint shinned over the two figures closed to the ground.

A girl, her long hair spreaded over her back and arms, her soft, light dress shifting softly with the wind as the thorns of the roses from that field she landed on cut her limbs, which bled out in soft cries.

The saint, fainted, was fallen to the ground, his armor slightly broken and cracked in some points as the blood made itself very present, a pained but peaceful expression crossed his festures as he breathed steadily and lowly.

"Hyoga, dear. Im so sorry you had to suffer through this for me..."

She oppened her eyes, taking deep breaths as she heard rushed steps of the other knights aproaching. The clink of the Andromeda chains, the steps of the bronze saints on the water of the melted ice and distant yells of worry and adrenaline as their voices got each time closer.

She could barely proccess what had happened before, all she knew was that she had fallen off that cliff, the boy quickly jumped down to get her. He had promised to protect not only the reborning of Athena, but also Aphrodite, at all costs.