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Maria desperately tried to heal Lancelot, and although his body was constantly regaining flesh and arms, they suddenly started turning into ashes.
His soul… wasn't any better. The enormous pressure he forced upon himself by assimilating Maria's powers ended breaking it apart too much. Maria tried to stitch more souls together to maintain his own, but the roots of his soul were far gone.
No matter how hard she tried, his soul started to break apart into tiny pieces, dissipating. Maria grew desperate, trying to do everything she could to heal her loyal Ant Knight.
The pressure he suffered was too much for his soul. His big eyes looked at Maria tenderly. It seemed as if he was happy to know she worried so much about him, a mere servant not unlike any other.
"It… was an honor… to serve you, milady…" He sighed.
