At least their defeat wouldn't taste this bitter. At least they wouldn't die with such deep regret and endless rage.
Everyone lost hope, and Arthur was the only one standing against the incoming three terrifying auras all alone. He knew as well what he was doing wouldn't help, but he couldn't just sit there and do nothing.
He knew he got this chance, this technique on this time for a purpose. He couldn't just have such power to lose it when he died here.
It made no sense at all. If he wasn't meant to do something with it, then why in the first place did he get it?
"I'm… missing something!!" all of sudden this sudden realization hit him from where he didn't know where. He turned around and tried to see what he missed, however he couldn't find anything to help.
Everything looked as bad as it should be at this moment. The white energy was trying its best to suppress and antagonize the dark one but with no avail.
