"A Task I won't be able to accomplish?"
"That's right. Do your best to kill me. That's your Task."
"Nia didn't tell me anything about this."
"Nia? Ah. General Draconia, you mean? She was right not to then."
"How so?"
Zephyr put his helmet back on.
"I trust the General's judgment."
Mark remained silent for a moment.
"Then, in the end, this is just like any other encounter with a Guardian..."
His eyes were burning with resolve.
"I just have to kill you."
Chuckles made their way outside the helmet, despite the wearer's best efforts to suppress them.
"That's right."
Purple Aura started oozing out of Mark's body.
"Don't have to tell me twice-"
Just when Mark was about to charge in, Zephyr lowered his body.
"I interrupted your fight earlier. I thought you would have been done by now but... Well, that's my mistake."
He took hold of the Guardian's unmoving body.
