fontaine almost drowned. wriothesley put his life in danger and froze the vault filled with primordial water of the sea. he almost got his skull crushed by the chambers closing, being the first line of defense.

his quick thinking and technical knowledge helped save most of the citizens. when the storm subsided he left out a breath he didn't know he was holding in.

the sun shone bright, as he kept helping others, criminals or not it's his job as the grand duke, his usual friendly sassy demeanor filled with seriousness. sigewinne was nursing people to health as he paced around. "fortunately, there aren't many casualities."