Fuso didn't respond. He looked at Lystra intently, but closed his eyes shortly afterwards, letting his head gently fall towards the ground. A curse left his lips. Emilia made her way over to Lystra and patted her shoulder.

	"It's over now, thankfully," Emilia said, relieved. But what was over? Somebody had just snatched a boy up, and killed his brother without any remorse. What the hell did any of it mean? Emilia didn't seem to care. "It might take some time, but I'm sure we'll all be able to move past this uh.. [b]This.[/b]"