In the wake of the explosion, a smoldering, twisted [i]something[/i] fell to the ground and vanished from sight beyond the edge of the cliff. It was likely what was left of the man with the horned helmet, after the explosion completely destroyed most of his body.

The remaining soldier lay unconscious, the rest of the armored figures laying dead. They had joined their fellows presumably killed by the deceased knight who had once wielded the white sword.

The little girl was stirring, letting out a soft sound as her grey eyes slowly flickered open. She was still flushed and feverish, but it seemed that she had recovered enough to awaken.

"Mmm... haah...? Sir... Oren...?"

While she was awake, she also appeared to be somewhat delirious. Her eyes were heavily-lidded, though she seemed to realize that she was looking at a new face a few moments after opening her mouth.

"You're not... who...?"

She was silent for a few moments, as if remembering something.

"... D... did I do it...?"

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