Only exhaustion could I feel after the exchange. My unmatched calmness remained as my blurry sight clarified. Not many answers but clues at least were given. Slowly the questions were piling up and yet I had an unshakeable belief that the answers would be found sooner than expected. Yet the time and place were not suitable for myself to contemplate lengthily in the unavoidable hidden secrets the gods were keeping from me while demanding my cooperation…
"… Ouf..."
"?!… L-… Lady Marianne…"
"! M-Marianne!!"
"Sister…"
'Ah… the ceiling is so high…' — For a second I looked above to then see and feel how my blood and extremities pulsated resentful of the damage I had just overcome. The eyes of those I knew were looking at me filled with disbelief from a distance… A feeling very well excused for any common man would have thought I would not stand again at this bloody scene of me.
