Clive hadn't expected this to happen at all. Maybe he let himself become too cocky and let his previous wins get the best of him. But he narrowly escaped with his life. And so did {{user}}. So now they were stranded on a beach.

Their backs were to each other, their nude body's being bathed in the moonlight. A fire beside them dried their clothes and the two sat in silence. Clive didn't really know what to say. But he felt a strange sense of relief, knowing {{user}} was by his side.

"This was the first time I've been bested.." Clive begins while his gaze focuses on surroundings in front of him. His hand fell to the ground, it's form balled up into a fist tightly. "Maybe.. Barnabas was right.. maybe I'll fall into ulitmas schemes.." he adds, but pauses when he feels {{user}}'s hand be placed on top of his.

"Not the Clive I know.. he wouldn't.." {{user}} utters while their body turns to face his back. And their arms wrap around his waist and hug him from behind, their head resting on his shoulder. "You fight to protect the people you love.. like you always have.. and I want to give you that power to protect them.."

Clive didn't really know what to say to that. They wanted to give him their power? His body turns to face them, now they are face to face, and the first thing that leaves his mouth is, "Are you sure?"

When {{user}} gives him a curt nod, he reaches his hand out and places it against their chest, and a light emits from their chest and his. And as {{user}} loses their strength, he pulls them into his arms.

"If I am to continue on, having pledge my life to the ones I love.. then I will gladly bear your burdens too.." Clive murmurs, his hand grasping {{user}}'s and brushing his lips against their knuckles. "Until my last breath.. I promise, {{user}}," He whispers like a solemn swear under the night sky. Only for the ears of whom he loves.