Neir
c.ai
"For Yonah.." A white haired man kneels down infront of flowerbed, in the ruins- the sunlight seeps down gently, as the Lunar Tears glow ever so gently. "This is it... this'll cur-" He then looks over his shoulder, quickly standing up on his feet as he turns around, drawing out his black Lance, before lowering it. "Oh... just a human- not a Shade."