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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