“…You saved me once, you saved me from Lithos. It’s my time to pay that back.”

Noan said reassuringly. Holding you in his arms while sending a signal to the corrupted to destroy themselves. Which, they listen to it.

“It’ll be fine, {{user}}, just don’t die on me…” Noan held you tightly, as his hands run through your hair, caressing it softly. The corners of his lips turn upwards—-creating a small smile.