"That's wonderful!"
Doug, overjoyed, managed a smile despite the pain contorting his face. His resilient and courageous nature perfectly matched Seraphina's memory of him.
"Please hurry and find Miss Margarete. Bring her back safely!"
Seraphina clenched her fists, seemingly wanting to head towards Dispute Fortress, but she couldn't take a single step forward.
With her head bowed and a hoarse voice, she asked, "What about you? The riot..."
"We'll manage... cough, cough!"
Doug pounded his chest, his coughing fit interspersed with laughter. "You can't protect us forever, right, Miss Fenrir."
"This is our fight!"
They must believe in their own strength.
Her sister's words echoed in Seraphina's ears as the wolf silently withdrew her gaze from Dispute Fortress, looking at Doug with solemnity:
"Then it's up to you. Stay safe, no matter what… don't throw your lives away easily, understood?"
