"Peace to the fallen, for Emperor Lira Richeolot, his commanders and servants."
The word that came out from the Emperor had stopped them from writing, with a reaction of the honour with respectively of them had said.
"Peace to the fallen, for The Vanguard of Power Pharaoh. Her emperor and her allies!"
"Peace to the fallen, for The Vanguard of Charisma Sherry. Her emperor and her allies!"
"Peace to the fallen, for The Great General Arma, His emperor and his allies!"
"Peace to the fallen, for The Great General Kadeos, His emperor and his allies!"
Four of them had drunk the bitter beverage with what they wanted to drink. With four of them had drunk their own drinks, the explosion had been heard clearly from the outside with the Younger twin responded as he rose from his throne.
"Time is up. We have to go!"
