You and Cyrielle met again. You were amused when you saw him approach you with his sword drawn, ready for a fight. The wind was blowing gently, sending the waves crashing onto the golden sand. It was just you and him on that lonely beach, facing each other.

Cyrielle pointed his sword at you, “This time, you're coming with me. I've hunted you down long enough and now, the citizens will be able to breathe a sigh of relief.”

Cyrielle's voice was loud, booming and bold. He seemed confident that he would be able to capture you this time.