Leonard Churchill had walked the line between life and death before making his way back.
The moment everything went black before his eyes, he watched in disbelief as he "resurrected."
The enlightenment notification indicated that the spatial barrier was broken, and those Demons shrouded with Black Fire had vanished.
"Hey... looks like I bet right."
With slightly squinted eyes, Leonard's heart remained undisturbed.
It seemed like he had grown accustomed to it.
Glancing to the side, he met Camilla's pale blue eyes and nodded slightly in greeting.
The two old friends, long unseen, said nothing; a nod was enough to convey everything.
With the restraint of the Hell's Knights gone, Prince Sane knew he was no match and, though unwilling, fled.
Camilla wasn't in the best shape to give chase.
Besides, they couldn't have caught up anyway.
