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Here, take this and lay it on his grave. Maybe... somehow, he'll know that I'm okay, and that none of us hold him responsible for what happened.
<There are tears in her eyes now, as she slides a ring from her right hand, and presses it into your hands.>
And... thank you, ‹namn›.
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Leave me be...
När du lämnar in
<A ghostly voice sounds on the wind...>
This is...? Sarah? Could it be she's still alive? The weight is removed from my shoulders...
‹namn›. Take my sword, Archeus. As my soul is put to rest, I have no more need for it. It was forged to do good, and though I have proved myself unworthy to hold it, perhaps you will carry on the Light through it.
Lys, my love...