Eurus Continent...
United Kingdom, Province of London...
Camelot, Jing manor…
Garden...
- Elder Jing (hugs his daughter): It's okay, Lao! It's okay...
- Patriarch of the Glayder (rushes to rescue Theron)
- Arthur Treadway (sword in hand, smiles): Don't you know the law? You cannot raise a sword against the heir of the Treadway family, the penalty for that is death! (raises his sword)
- Patriarch Glayder (in front of Arthur): Please, young master, forgive my grandson! It is also written in the law that one should not raise one's sword against someone who is not in a position to defend himself...
- Lancelot Chamberlain (looking at Arthur, sighs)
- Prince Persival Treadway (looking at elder Blake): Now you, pay the due respect that the children of Pendragon deserve!
- Blake patriarch (veins on face, crouch): Forgive me, young masters...
- Arthur Treadway (looking at Theron): I want your head, that's what the law says!
- Archbishop Pietra Decimus (looking at Arthur): Now I know, and I have seen with my eyes that you were not chosen by the Light! You are not the one who would come after Pendragon, a successor to Pendragon never would... (Arthur interrupts)
- Arthur Treadway (points his sword at her): Shut up! Since you arrived here, you still haven't realized that I don't want to hear your voice?! (comes close to her): You, Temple politicians, are worse than poison! You tarnish the image of the Temple! Be silent in my presence!
- Archbishop Pietra Decimus (smiles): And it is dishonorable to the officials of the Temple of Light. Very well, I will shut up and inform the High Priest about all this...
- Arthur Treadway (with veins on his face, he releases his aura that knows no friends and subjugates everyone)
- Lao Jing (the strength of the aura, makes her faint)
- Archbishop Pietra Decimus (trying to stand up) "But what is this force..."
- Lancelot Chamberlain (losing control over his knees): Lo-Lord...
- Arthur Treadway (with veins on his face): I put up with your nitpicking for a long time! That's enough, I'll be king! Anyone who has a problem with this should come and fight me!
- Patriarch of the Glayder and the Blakes (kneeling, trying to raise their heads): Forgive us, master...
- Arthur Treadway (walking away, hands in pockets): I want the coronation ceremony prepared! I'll give you one month!
Days later...
Asu continent...
Somewhere in the sea, Protoss Island...
Capital city, royal palace...
Tristan's Quarters...
- Tristan Ashura (with his hair unkempt and clothes torn, looking out the window, sees Maya train with a sword)
- Mayara (in the garden, training full of sweat) "If only I could have a breakthrough to the Superior Dimension..."
- Tristan Ashura (looking at her): You need to straighten your shoulders and hips, it's not about brute force, but about agility and precision! There's no point in cutting too hard if it's not fast and precise...
- Mayara (looks at Tristan's bedroom window, veins on her face): COME FIGHT ME IF YOU KNOW TOO MUCH! (points her sword in his direction)
- Tristan Ashura (turns his back on her, looks at his trembling hands): I no longer hold a sword, the war has rejected me...
- Mayara (squeaks, goes back to training): Weakling...
- Tristan Ashura (looking at his hands): I ran away! I ran away... (kneels, tears in his eyes): I made a mistake, I shouldn't have run away! (puts hands on his head)
Some time ago...
Kyoto…
In a forest...
- Tristan Ashura (in a horse, with a white and gold uniform, in front of a troop) "I told her not to go..." (sighs)
- A soldier (behind Tristan, on a horse): Captain, we're close to the enemy cave...
- Tristan Ashura (looking ahead): Were you able to see anyone from Gertrude's troop?
- The soldier (sighs): We just saw an empty camp...
- Tristan Ashura (veins appear on his face, he tightens the halter and speeds up his pace): Let's go!
- The soldier (accelerates): Men! Come on, hurry up!
Hours later...
Inside a cave...
- Tristan Ashura (unable to move, watching his soldiers being eaten alive) "My God..."
- Chief Gertrude (moaning in pain, bleeding from her eye hole clearly showing that her eyes have been removed): Kyaaaaaaaah!!
- Tristan Ashura (tries to go help her, but sees a man behind her)
- The leader of the monsters (laughing, grabs Gertrude's neck, licks): Is she your girlfriend? (looking at Tristan)
- Chief Gertrude (being held by the neck): Tristan?! Tristan, please run away! Run away, please! (crying blood): Go warn the queen! We're no match for them!
- Tristan Ashura (takes a step back, bumps into a monster, turns slowly)
- Monster 2 (behind Tristan, laughs): Would you let your wife die here?! You are not worthy of living, despicable human!
- A soldier of Tristan (pierces the chest of monster 2): Look at me you bastard!
- Monster 2 (seeing the sword on his chest, smiles, and brakes the sword): You humans don't stop fighting even though you don't have a chance?! (looks at the soldier)
- Tristan Ashura (takes out his sword, and tries to help the soldier)
- The soldier (with his sword in his hands and the monster in front of him, looks at Tristan): Captain, go get reinforcements, please!
- Another soldier (about to be split in half by a monster): Captain, HELP!!
- Tristan Ashura (looks at Gertrude, trembling): G-Gertrude... (sees her body on the ground with a black branch on her stomach, missing a shoulder part)
- Chief Gertrude (on the ground, drowning in her own blood): T-Tristan, if y-you're still here... P-please listen to me just this time. Run away! Forgive me for asking that... (her spirit leaves her body, and stops breathing)
- Tristan Ashura (retreats, looks back, and runs non-stop)
Outside the cave...
- Tristan Ashura (mounts the horse, and sets off towards its base, his tears dropping)
Hours later...
Tristan's base…
In the courtyard...
- Tristan Ashura (watching the base catch fire, some soldiers putting out the fire, and others building barriers)
- The leader of the monsters (enters the base, spreading a black aura): You're too dumb! It would have been better to have died there! (chuckling): You coming back here only helped us find your base... (smiling into Tristan's soul)