Drakador_Chaos
Fort_Master_Gustav
CursedPh4nt0m @RedAndCosmoteer
(Alright, I'm back and have rested enough to write things that make sense. I'll finish this here.)
Without their master the skeletons were severely weakened. They had no idea what they were doing and had little to no coordination. The soldiers and the Ambassador were making short work of them, reducing them to piles of dust.
Impaled by the immense amount of daggers, the dragon crashed down, denting the metal ground. He too seemed weakened by the absence of his master, the glow in his core faded slowly away together with the skull, which couldn't be found again.
Now the battle had ended, yet it was a time of sadness. Evil had been banished from Titan, but was it worth the sacrifice? Emilia still kneeled down by Archibald, who was awake using sheer willpower.
"Remember the old times, Em? When we were kids and played together in the woods? "
Archibald couched up even more blood. It was incredible to see he was still alive, yet it saddened all bystanders to see one suffer so much.
"Yes, I remember that. Especially that day I bruised my ankles, and you carried me all the way home."
Even more tears came rolling out of the one eye she had left.
"Just like I helped you back there, you musthelp those who are innocent. Become the warden you once were and take my place"
He handed her his silver sword, and she carefully took it from his dying hands.
"But, I cannot do this alone... Not without you."
"I would never leave you alone, for I'm always with you. In your mind, and in your heart. Couch, cough..."
"But..."
"I'm tired Em, very tired. I'll be back in a minute, just let me shut my eyes for a mo..."
The Last Warden finally shut his eyes, this time forever.
Emilia removes her mechanical eye from her husband, putting it back were ot belongs in her head. It wouldn't take long until all her prosthetics went online again.
//
Did it work?
Uncertain. Data download complete, but corruption may have occurred
So, the only way to find out is by connecting us to the Office's central computer?
Indeed. The dropship is still hovering above the arcology. It's our fastest way to get there.
//
Emilia slowly stood up, holding the silver sword in her left, biological, hand.
"NĂ¡re."
The sword started glowing while it gently touched Archibald's chest. The fire getly creeped over him. Instead of slowly burning the body and spreading an awful smell, it turned it to dust. Small cinders started floating though the air, like fireflies in the night. A true warden's burial.