"Yes, you do have a lot of sins to answer for," a heavy footstep resounded from behind Pannis. A sizable figure emerged, casting a giant shadow that veiled Pannis, as it blocked the rising sun. The menacing shadow was accompanied by a voice of endless rhythm that was irresistible, "The adored hero, the deity-like leader, the Magic Swordsman, Mr. Kyle Wood, whose whereabouts have been unknown since the Return of the Dead incident."
"Oh, so you've recognized me, Freya." Pannis continued to kneel in front of the grave, gently wiping off the dust from the tombstone. His care was similar to removing fallen leaves from his little sister's hair, "I figured it would be you who would first recognize me among all of you."
