The young boy braced himself, trying to suppress his sobs. Among the group, he was the most expressive, and over time, he had grown deeply attached to Shiro. Like Averkane, Shiro had taken him under his wing to guide him on the path of true manhood.
From Shiro, he had learned the meaning of devotion, gentleness, and compassion. But now, he couldn't hold back his tears any longer.
Ginji, on the other hand, was paralyzed by emotion. It felt as though the world had collapsed beneath his feet. Since Akimitsu's death, fate had seemed to favor them so consistently that he had begun to believe it would always be so.
Regardless, they were all incredulous at such a horrifying turn of events. Their leader, companion, friend, and brother had perished at the hands of the Star of Death. Never before had a name been so fitting, perfectly encapsulating the grim reality they now faced. Worse yet, it foretold more dire outcomes for the allies.
