"My Dei…" Captain Trotro sprang up with a gasp, expressing worry as he looked around, tearing up upon seeing an alive Runthral nearby. Promptly, he hugged the other party, "Thank…goodness!"
"Thank you…" Tears streamed down his eyes profusely as he cried out in gratitude, holding Runthral tight, as if unwilling to let go of the other party, "Thank you for being alive!"
"I'm sorry," That was all Runthral could say in response, "Only I survived, while the rest are…"
"Dying for our Deity is something we will gladly do." Captain Trotro patted his chest and wiped his tears, "Our sacrifices hold meaning, now that you've tided through danger."
"If only I was stronger," His expression collapsed as Runthral was unable to maintain eye contact with Captain Trotro, who seemed overjoyed about the situation, "I…hate this."
"I hate the fact I can survive only through the sacrifices of everyone!" He roared, releasing his pent up frustrations. "Does the Clan even need someone like me?"
