Albert, another Senior Think Tank surveying the entire battlefield, clearly noticed that the Mind Power of the frontline commander—the young Imperial Think Tank Raphael—was fluctuating wildly.
His voice projected across via Spiritual Power. 'If needed, I can take over for you.'
Raphael took a deep breath.
'I'm... fine.'
Although Matthias had joined the Vengeful Angels project, he was, in the end, a member of the Ash Guard. It reminded Raphael of the look on Reinhardt's face when he had once spoken of the Steel Knight Order.
That deep-seated sense of honor had not weakened with his rise in power and status. Instead, it had grown firmer, prouder.
He understood why Matthias would make such a request.
Because for a man on the verge of death, dying with the identity he was most proud of—a member of the former Death Battle Group, the Ash Guard—was perhaps his only request as he felt his life reaching its limit.
Elsewhere.
