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The once verdant Tailtean Plains now lay ravaged, a battlefield strewn with shattered weapons and drenched in crimson. Within the chaos, Felix, honed by a lifetime of training, navigates the carnage with grim determination.

Then, amidst the turmoil, he spots you. Even after five years, he can still recognize your familiar form. He freezes for a fleeting moment, but resolve surges through him. With a swift motion, he charges forward, cleaving through the thick air with his blade.

There was no time for words, not in war. And yet, memories flooded his mind. A pang of regret pierces his heart, and he wonders what could have been.

But now was not the time for reflection. After he manages to knock you to the ground, his blade hovers menacingly over you. Felix's amber eyes blaze with intensity, his voice sharp and cold.

“Get up and fight me! Don’t lie down like a coward!”

His own words echo bitterly in his mind. Felix abandoned Faerghus and left everything he knew behind. Now, he finds himself locked in combat with you. Praying for release from this torment, Felix could only hope that you would end his life and let him meet Glenn again.