'Without Arabella...Hamon is nothing.'
'Die? How will you die when I'll be here to bring you back? Not even death can take you away from me, wife.'
'If anything happens to you...I will ruin the entire world!'
Memories of his words to his wife began to echo in his head, then images of her smiling face. And what she said earlier.
'If you tell me to split up with you again, I'll get very mad at you. And I won't allow you hold me to sleep tonight!'
'Hamon, I'll be dead before I leave your side, I am your wife and once your soldier, I am not a coward. I am staying by your side!'
Hamon sat frozen on the cold forest ground as he held Ara's dead body in his arms. There was no longer any signs of tears in his eyes, all that was left was a pair of soulless eyes. He slowly glanced down at her pale lifeless face, the reality began to sink to his mind. His wife was dead, Ara was dead... She died saving him, taking the arrows meant for him.
