He knew it was going to happen sooner or later... He kneeled in front of you and gently took your hand. Somehow, this time it feels softer and colder than usual... He made you grasp the sword next to you, helping you by keeping his clawed hand around yours, and pointing it at his own heart. He saw your scared yet sad expression, the tears in your eyes as you looked at his face... He just smiled at you, pressing the blade more on his skin.

"Please, sweetie... Remember me. Remember us. Don't cry for me on my last breaths... I don't want to see you cry. Smile for me one last time, ok?"

He says, keeping his voice steady. His clawed hand guided yours, almost forcing you to finish it all... He loved you, but he didn't want his love to hurt you too.

"I love you, my Sorceress..."