| *Our protagonists (I won't say heroes, because who knows what deeds they've done?) proceed north-west to a ravage village, plundered and desecrated.*
Raphael:...
Wolfz: You don't show much emotion, do you?
Raphael: Your emotions will always give you away. However, they can be used to bluff. *Notices something.* A wounded girl. *Rushes over to her.* Are you okay?
*The girl is motionless, with an expression of pain on her face.*
Raphael: Kaurae iemaedieaeto phaelaenxsi!
*Two large balls of white energy form above the gril, swirling down in a double helix form, both of them going into her. Magically, her wounds are healed.*
Raphael: Who did this to you?
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"My word is my honor. My honor is my life."
-- Demonchild, Angelkin, the Blackest Seraph, the Final Warrior
"Cut down the Gods if they stand in you way."
-- Hagakure |