BLOOD CONSTANTLY DRIPPED
ONTO THE ROSE PETALS
Lancelot : HUU. HUU. HUU
CAN'T MOVE...
MY HAND...
SO THIS...IS WHAT PAIN FEELS LIKE
DEATH SILENTLY AWAITED
AS HE WENT ON, HIS BREATH BECAME LIGHTER AND LIGHTER, LIKE A FEATHER FLOATING IN THE WIND.
ODETTE JUST COME!
IS THIS AN ANGEL?
SO BEAUTIFUL....
ODETTE : I THINK IT'S TALKING TO ME...
SO TIRED....
JUST TAKE ME AWAY...
LANCELOT SOON LOST CONSCIOUSNESS
THIS IS JUST THE BEGINNING
OF YOUR ADVENTURES,LANCELOT
THE END!
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