I left the castle riding a flame without any destination, in my mind there was only hate and some happiness for letting that bitch Hana die. I rode until I reached a familiar place, it was my hometown that was apparently destroyed. I got off my noble steed and looked everywhere for survivors, but there were only corpses. I approached my old family's house and saw a portrait of my mother.
After a while, I began to explore the town. I realized that the only bodies missing were those of my childhood friends and I understood that they were still alive, or at least that's what I wanted to believe.