The city walls were covered in bright red, as the blood on them dripped down onto the ground, pooling into a small puddle of blood.
Then, extreme cold descended, and the puddle quickly froze over.
Countless glimmers spread from afar. The girl's voice echoed in the sky as if it were also whispering in his ear.
She seemed to be saying something, but unfortunately, he couldn't hear anything.
His severed right hand that held the sword lay before his eyes. He still hadn't managed to make it before the end of the Extraordinary Soldier... just one step away!
'He' groaned in pain, wanting to rise and approach the girl in the distance.
Black patterns started weaving over the girl's graceful body, standing out starkly and seductively against her fair skin.
She looked back, and her parting gaze filled 'him' with terror. It signaled a farewell, it was... the final glance.
Come back... come back! 'He' bellowed as loudly as he could, trying to prevent some terrible ending.
