"I don't have that much time left." Sarriento uttered that followed by coughs and stuttering. "Promise me you'll win this war for me. Reclaim the kingdom for the sake of the people." He took Balthazar's hand and hold it firmly. "I entrust everything to you. It is an honour to fight you in battle, for… one… last… time." Sarriento uttered as his voice fades with his last breath.
Sarriento's last words left a scar on Balthazar's heart. It hurts him to see his friend go and perish in front of him.
"I promise, old friend." He uttered.
Meanwhile, at the western city of Nethilor, Westvale, Jeruzen and Dave arrived at the scene after Isidore have transported them. The war between the soldiers of the kingdom and the revolutionary army have already began at this side. The two were teleported at the center of hordes of people fighting each other.
