"Protect His Majesty!" The Saint Knight commanded the Knights who stepped forward, raising their shields to protect Gabriel.
Gabriel stood in silence in the rain of stones with his back facing the citizens. Blood dripped down his forehead slowly....
An incomprehensible feeling overtook his heart, filling him up with something he had felt many times before. The same feeling he felt when the people in his town turned on him, asking him to be killed.
The demands of people here were slightly different than the demands of those people, but in his heart, there was the same pain. These were the people he saved? These were the people he offended the Church of Flames directly for?
He slowly touched the blood on his forehead as he slowly muttered, "Good... Very good. Thank you for not letting me forget..."
