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Act 1
Birthright
Tell me lad, do you know why we arm ourselves in these times of peace? Do you know why we don armour as we do? Why we grasp at steel and train to fight, to kill in a time we hope we should not? Look upon our people, and ask yourself that question. If you find the answer there, know that you look upon the wrong people. Instead, look above, to those who hold our fates, and ask why you ponder such a thing instead of giving grace.
-Words of demurral from a Veteran knight to a squire
Run.
Run.
Run.
The words repeat over and over in my head.
My footsteps pelted heavier and heavier, faster and faster as I run through the dark.
I can't see.
I can't see where I'm going.
There's no light in front of me, nothing but a veil of darkness and-
And my visions going… I-it's gone fuzzy.
The arrow. The arrow in my shoulder is burning. It hurts. It hurts so much.
I can't stop though. Not with the sound of footfalls trampling the ground behind me.
The soldiers are chasing me.
They're screaming and shouting and with every second it's getting louder.
It's getting closer.
My sister is just managing to keep pace with me, looking back and forth between the soldiers and me. Her breath is frantic, panicked as she barrels forwards.
"Come on!" she pants. "Move faster. Some of them are already through the fire!"
I am well aware of that. They'd been slowed down by the last few knights and Yang's flames but they hadn't given up. They were still fully intent on killing us.
Killing me.
"We still have a chance." I hiss as I hop over a stone. The terrains started to get a little more jagged. We're leaving the roads far behind us now. "They're all wearing armour and have weapons. They're slower than us, and they have light. That makes it harder for them to see farther away in the dark."
"And?"
"We just have to get far enough away to hide!" I explain. "If- if we can do that we can lose them."
"Right. Yeah, yeah okay." Yang nods to herself. "That's it. That's the plan then."
"Just keep straight!" I call. "If we get separated then-"
"Not a chance!" my sister growls. "You stick by my side no matter what!"
I'd know that response was coming, but right now, there were more important things than feeling good about it. "Yang we need a plan if you do go a different way. Meet up at the city in case we-"
"I said it's not happening!" She growls, flames igniting in her palms as she throws them back. They splash onto the ground unnaturally, pooling out across the ground.
Soldiers cry out as it blocks their path, giving us a few precious seconds. It would be enough if I can't think of something.
Fortunately, it comes to me.
"Yang! Throw a wall of fire up in front of us."
"What?" she cries. "Why the hell would you want to block our path?"
"Just do it, I've got a plan."
She takes one more look behind us and swears under her breath, the next, she's hurling a stream of flames just a few feet in front of us. Like she said, it blocks off our way straight forward.
But that's fine.
"Come on!" I say, taking her hand and dashing to the side, off the jagged path into the forest undergrowth. It's not much, but when they get past the last barrier, they'll see the one Yang had just put down. If they assume it's just another one to block them, they'll think we've kept running instead of veering off.
"We'll let them go past us." Yang realises with a gasp, rushing forward with a burst of speed. We run and run and run, through the trees as the cries and yells of men get further and further away. I'm not sure they've taken the bait, but it doesn't matter. As long as they didn't see us break off we can get away.
Once we get out of the forest though…
"Ruby, here!" Yang calls, pointing to something I can't make out in the dark and running off to the right. I follow, and let out a yelp as the ground beneath me is suddenly gone. My sister catches me before I can hit the ground and pulls me close under the ridge as she ducks down.
Quickly she reaches out and pulls at branches and leaves, rotting logs and bushes to cover up the opening and pulls herself back against the mossy wall, panting heavily.
In that brief pause, I notice that I am too, but not because I'm tired.
"Y-yang." I whisper, calling for her attention desperately.
Her eyes flicker to me, and her eyes widen as she can see my state even in the dark.
"Shit Ruby, you're pale!"
"T-the arrow," I struggle, senses returning to me as the adrenaline wears off and I'm greeted by the pain once again. "I-it's deep."
Yang grits her teeth. "Fuck, I was supposed to make sure nothing happened to you and I already screwed it up. Fuck!"
I want to tell her it's not her fault, that there's no way she could have predicted an ambush on the road, but the words die in my throats. All I can think about is the burning in my shoulder.
Yang notices.
"Alright," she hisses through her teeth. "We need to do something about it… now."
"W-we can't take it out." I swallow. "Dad told us about this, how they catch on muscle and pull it out with them if you do."
"Ruby we can't just leave it in there. It's a literal arrow lodged in you."
"If you pull it out then you could cripple me."
Yang is silent for a moment, so silent that nervously, I look up. And see a dark look in her eye.
"… then we have to push it the rest of the way through."
I rear back in horror. "No!" I hiss. "No way, not a chance that's- that's crazy!"
"We can't leave the arrow there Ruby."
"You're not a surgeon Yang!" I say. "You have no training or even a clue how to do something like this!"
"Well what choice do we have!" she snarls back at me furiously. "If we leave it in it'll get infected and you die. I'm not letting that happen do you understand me? I'll hold you down and do it that way if I have to!"
I feel my throat go dry. She would too. Yang would hold me down and work through the kicking and screaming if she thought it would work.
We might be able to get to the city, but like Yang said, with an actual arrow lodged in me that was likely a bad idea. At best I'd have to break it so it couldn't be seen, covered or something. But if I did that then the arrow could get stuck in there even more… it… it could just be a temporary thing. If Yang could push it out I could wrap it up, get to the city and find a doctor that way.
But if I couldn't even make it that far…
"I-" My tongue feels heavy in my mouth. "I'll need something to bite down on."
Yang's face softens at my words,and morph into a look of sympathy.
I don't need that right now. If she doesn't hurry up I might chicken out.
She sees that and nods. "Right… well I… I don't really have anything for that."
"What? You want me to use a branch?"
I mean it as a joke to try and lighten the mood,but the look Yang sends me means she's considering it. I realise a moment later that so am I. I steady my breath. "Just try and get a clean one."
"Right." She says, crawling out of the ridge to go look for one.
It leaves me alone for just a minute, but even that is enough for half a dozen scenarios to run through my head.
I could go into shock and die. I could move too much and tear my arm apart. I could bleed to death even if we get it out. There are so many ways I could die from this that it's almost funny. I'm almost in hysterics.
I think the only thing stopping me from going nuts from the thought is another one.
That older me, Rose, had known about this. Did that mean she'd known about me getting shot? Did that mean I was going… to be fine?
No. No of course not. How could I trust a delirious dream on how my life would end?
I don't get an answer to that question as Yang comes back with a shard of bark. "It's the best I could find." she says. "Sorry."
I swallow. "It's fine." That's a lie, but it doesn't matter. "We-we should hurry up and do this."
"R-right. You should… lay down maybe."
I do as I'm told, ignoring the way my shoulder spasms as my back falls against the ground. The wood is between my teeth a moment later and I look up at my sister.
Yang looks nervous.
That assuredness from before is gone. I think she probably realises just what exactly she has to do now.
Her hands hover over the arrow. A second passes.
Then another.
And another. I blink. What is she doing? Why is she not doing it yet?
I speak through the bark. "Yang wa-"
Snap.
A shriek rips through me as Yang grasps my moment of unpreparedness and breaks the shaft in two. I wasn't ready, and so when it happens my teeth clamp down hard. So hard on the wood I feel them rattle. I think they might actually break for a second.
A panicked look spreads across Yang's face and she curses. "I'm sorry." She tells me. "I shouldn't have done it so fast. Shit."
I'm barely listening.
That was just the start.
That…. That wasn't even the hard part. All she did was break the thing to make it easier and I almost lost it.
I can feel the pit in my stomach widen into an abyss.
The rest is going to be so much worse.
Gods.
"Alright, alright," Yang mutters to herself. "I can do this. We can do this. We-I just need to focus. You hear me Ruby? It's going to be fine. When I start I'm not going to stop until it's over. You hear? You just…you just have to bear with it until it's over."
I screw my eyes shut. I'm afraid to speak now, so I just nod my head once.
It's a signal.
Yang takes it.
She moves, practically straddling me as she takes a solid hold of my shoulder with one hand, her other over the wound and she puts one thumb on the broken shaft.
And she pushes down hard.
And any semblance of strength I had is ripped away from me as a scream does the same.
I scream.
I scream as I bite down so hard the bark between my teeth snaps in an instant and I shake like a dying animal, agony erupts from my throat.
I scream and scream and scream as my body does everything it can to fight off the pain.
No.
Not pain, the one causing the pain.
My vision blurs and I can feel wetness on my face and through the haze I can't tell if it's my own tears, or Yangs.
She's crying. She's crying as she does it and pushes harder.
I'm writhing, kicking, thrashing and flaying with everything I have even if I don't want to.
No I do want to.
I want Yang off of me. I want her to stop. I need her to stop.
She's too heavy. I can't move her. That strength of hers is coming in handy now as she forces herself to sit on top of my struggling form.
My shoulder's wet now. Wetter than it was before. As Yang pushes down, my bloods starting to pool around her thumb and I can hear the sickening squelch of my flesh as if it was right next to my ear.
I can't do this.
"Stop!"
I scream. "Yang please just stop! I can't do this anymore please!"
She ignores me,
And pushed down harder. Her entire digit's probably lost in my flesh now.
"STOP!"
I scream louder. It might even be loud enough that the knights can hear it.
I think Yang might know this too, because she takes the hand that was holding me down and uses it to cover my mouth. It also has the dual purpose of muffling my begging so she can't hear it.
It's the right choice. I know it. But I don't care.
It leaves my good arm free. And I use it as best I can, pelting my fist into her side, using her lack of leverage to lash out with my knee, as hard as I can, as desperately as I can.
"Yang." I cry from behind her hand. "I can't do this anymore. I can't do it I can't Stop Please I can't-"
I think I lose track of time. I distinctly realise that I don't know anything else is going on around me. I don't take it in. All I can feel is an agony that takes everything from me.
I can hear Yang voice through it all.
"Just a little bit me Ruby." She tells me. "Just a little bit more and it's over I promise."
Liar. She's a liar.
This is never going to end. She's going to keep hurting me. Even when the arrows gone she's going to hurt me some more. Is she enjoying it? Is Yang enjoying the way she's hurting me? She must be. She must be because I asked, begged her to stop and she didn't. She must like hurting me like this. Somethings building in me. It hurts so much — this indescribable feeling of torture.
That's what this is.
Torture.
It's torturing me. Bringing my mind to the end of everything.
I can't- I can't-
And in an instant
I feel something push through.
"It's over Ruby." Yang tells me. I… can hear her from… somewhere. Where… where am I again? Why… why is everything so dark? Like I'm suffocating.
I… can feel something new now. It's cold…. My shoulder… it feels cold.
Oh… there's a hole in it. Isn't there?
Something's stroking my head. There's a hand, wet with… something, my… something of mine. It's staining my hair with something but it just keeps running over me.
"It's okay now Ruby. You're going to be okay."
Good.
"That's… good."
Yes, it is. Now I can… if I can just get some rest, I'll be fine.
So when the darkness creeping at the edge of my sight closes in around me, I welcome it.
And let myself fall into the abyss.
There are no dreams.
…
…
The first thing that hits me is how… heavy I feel.
That's what it is. I'm not sure what exactly's going on. I know that… I'm still alive. I must be, because the afterlife shouldn't have pain in it right? I should feel as if my arms about to fall off, or that my skins about to melt.
A groan escapes my lips, and I can feel how dry they are. My throat is like a desert.
"Ruby! thank the gods you're okay."
"Wh…" I moan. For a moment it's as if something stops, and it must have, but either way I force myself to open my eyes. I crack them open feebly and shut them again as the sunlight bombards my senses.
It's daytime then.
We made it through the night.
But… we aren't in the forest anymore. I can hear it. There are people around us, talking, yelling, saying things I can't make it out. It feels as if I'm underwater.
"Yang." I force out in a whisper. "Where are we? What… happened?"
"You were out Rubes," My sister tells me, her voice filled with exhausted relief. Had she been awake all night? "I couldn't wait until you woke up. I wasn't sure if- it doesn't matter. We're right outside the city."
"We… we are?"
I open my eyes again, forcing myself to deal with the piercing light from above as my sigh focuses.
I'm met with a wall.
That's what it is.
A big, stone wall a few dozen feet high, and an opening archway to my left.
Around it is a swarm of people, some entering, others leaving, and many more all around the edges of the wall itself. It's… it's the entrance. We're at the entrance of Vale!
"We're here."
"That's right sis." Yang grins. "We're here. I carried you all the way here."
Oh.
That… would explain why I didn't feel like I was standing.
Yang was carrying me in me in her arms.
Had she been doing that ever since I fell asleep?
And…
"Why-" I swallow. "Why am I so hot?"
The blonde's grin falters for all of a second. "Don't worry sis. You're okay. As soon as we get in we'll find a doctor that can help you out."
"Why aren't we in now?"
She hesitated. "We ran into a problem." Yang tells me.
"Since…. Since we don't have River with us we can't just walk in. There are guards at the gate and I don't know if they won't just kill us if I tell them who you are… we have to wait in line like everybody else."
"A line?"
"Yeah." She nods. "Don't worry though. We're almost to the front. I've already been here for the last hour waiting."
"You never liked waiting."
"Nope, but right now I don't have a choice. Can't start anything with you in such a bad shape."
"I thought you said I was fine."
"You are. You will be."
"Right." There's no point in arguing. Honestly even if there was I didn't have the energy for it. "So what do we do?"
"Can you stand?"
"I don't know." I admit. "I should probably try to anyway."
"Right," she nods, shifting me in her arms for a second before slowly setting me down. She keeps one of my arms – my good one – slung over her shoulder as my feet touch the ground. "You okay?"
"I… I'm not sure." My legs don't feel strong enough to hold me up. They're almost numb. No, wait, they are numb. And they're wobbling, like if I put any more of my weight on them they might give out. It doesn't help that since Yang's so much taller than me that I'm off balance.
"I don't think I'll be above to move on my own."
"That's fine," Yang speaks softly. "I'll help you then."
"…'kay" is all I can respond with.
I don't say anything as Yang leads me forward slowly, careful not to make it more uncomfortable than it already is. Speaking of.
My eyes flicker over to my shoulder. It's… wrapped in red-stained cloth. "What's this anyway?"
"Huh?" Yang blinks. "Oh, I uh… didn't have any bandages on me you know? And you were… there was a lot of blood. It's not great I know, but I'm hoping it'll do until we can find somebody to do it properly."
I look at her, then back to the wrapping. It's… not bad. Functional at worst, and if it managed to keep me from bleeding out then I guess it did it what it was supposed to do.
"It's a good job." I tell her. "You did a good job."
"… I guess that's supposed to fill me with some sort of pride or something isn't it."
"It doesn't?"
"… It does. That's the part I don't like."
I'm not sure what she means by that, and I'm about to ask her to explain when we come to a stop in front of two men at the gate.
There are more speaking to other people trying to enter, but two are in front of us.
I doubt they miss the state of me.
"What is this?" One of the men asks us. He looks about middle-aged, with a thick beard spilling out over his chainmail. He has a halberd as his side but he doesn't seem like he intends to use it just right now.
"We were ambushed," Yang tells him, and for a moment a lance of panic shoots through me. She quells it quickly. "Bandits came out of the woods. Shot my sister, she- we need a doctor, somebody to help us."
The man swears, but he doesn't look angry at us, he takes a step towards us and I feel Yang tense. He doesn't notice and raises a hand to inspect my injury.
As soon as he lays a hand on it, I can't suppress the whimper that escapes me. Yang looks like she might lash out at him but he pulls back before she can.
"Bloody whoresons." He spits to the side, before turning to his fellow, a younger looking man with dirty blonde hair. "You'll need the right man for a wound like that. It was an arrow wasn't it?"
"Yes sir. We- I had to push it all the way through."
His eyes shoot up to my sister, some look of shock in his eyes. "Gods." He nods to himself. "Right then, Dove, where's the nearest Surgeon?"
The younger man thinks for a moment, eyes flickering to me as he does so. "There… there's this one on Ricks Street, just go west as soon as you pass the gates and you'll be on it, then go the whole way up until right before the well. There'll be a sign there it let you know. It's a good one for emergencies.
The older guard nods. "You got that?"
Yang nods.
A pause. Something… something flickers past his eyes as he looks at me. I'm not sure what it is, maybe I should, but I think I'm losing it a little. All I can notice is that it feels… familiar.
"You got any money?"
"A little bit sir." She says. "I can pay for it."
"Blast that." He spits to the side, looking to me. "If I let a girl like you go hungry because you had to pay for a sawbones I wouldn't be able to eat tonight."
Yang makes to speak, but her jaw drops a little when he fishes out a gold coin and hands it to her.
"Here. This should be enough for the doc to do what he does."
"I-I-" She stammers, I can tell why. Someone just up and giving two strangers' money definitely isn't something we were expecting. "T-thank you sir."
"Go on." He tells her. "Get the lass some help."
I don't hear whatever Yang reply's with as she lifts me up again, letting me walk seemingly forgotten in favour of getting to her newly designated location.
It's a good thing too, because my inability to hear her words isn't just a fluke or me ignoring her.
I'm… starting to feel tired again. I… don't know what's wrong with me. I think I'm losing it. I feel really… really cold.
That's strange right? I'd felt like I was burning up just a few minutes ago, and now I felt like it'd been dipped in a lake and left out in the winter.
"Move it!" My sister growls as she barrels her way through the crowds of people minding their own business on the streets. "Outta my way!"
Why am I so weak right now anyway? Yes it was painful but… it's just a shoulder wound. Those aren't fatal right?
I should be able to walk at least. Come to think of it… I guess it's a shame. My first time in Vale and I', missing most of it in a haze.
I feel us suddenly come to a stop and my sister bangs on a door. Are we there already? Did I black out of something?
"Hey!" she yells. "Open up! Is there a doctor in there? We need your help!"
A voice answers from behind it as something rustles closer. "I'm a surgeon actually. If you're going to use my services then-"
The door opens and the speaker trails off at the sight of us. Of me.
I note that the surgeon the man at the gate had been referring to was a woman, not a man.
"In. now." She orders, taking one look at me and opening the door fully. "Quickly."
Yang does as she's told, rushing me in and following behind the woman.
"On that table, now. Step away when you're done."
"Y-yes ma'am." Yang answers. So close to a solution she's getting nervous. She sets me on the table in the middle of some room before moving back against the wall.
The surgeon-woman is rough as she unfastens the cloth on my arm. She sees it, the wound, and swears. Her eyes flicker up to my face. "Can you hear me?"
I bob my head. "Dizzy." I say. Am I? I'm not even sure.
"Gods." She shakes her head. "What even happened?"
"Arrow," Yang tells her from her corner. "She was shot."
"I can see that." The woman scowls as she moves me a little. I whimper in pain. "I mean what happened to the arrow? Why is there a bloody hole through this girl?"
"I- I pushed it out."
"What?!"
Yang and I both flinch at the woman's voice. She sounds furious all of a sudden.
"I-I-" My sister stutters. "That's what you're supposed to do isn't it? Push instead of pull?"
"Done by a doctor yes!" the surgeon cries. "You should have left it in! Do you know how much blood this girl has lost now because of you?"
"I…" Yang looked down at me with a panicked expression on her face. "I didn't know. It's… it's just a shoulder wound. It couldn't be that bad could it?"
The woman growled under her breath as she moved, reaching for some bandages, and some metal tools I didn't know the name of.
"Do you know what's in the shoulder?" she questioned. "The subclavian artery, the brachial artery or even just the brachial plexus, not to mention all the damage that can be done to the joints, the bone or just the tissue."
"I don't-"
"She could bleed out!" she snapped. "She could lose the functi0on of her arm, bleed to death, or lose it all together and then bleed to death, especially since you took out the only thing that was keeping the blood in!"
She would have gone on. Yang was looking more and more distraught. She… she actually looked like she was on the verge of tears again. Yang crying wasn't something I was used to. It wasn't something I wanted to see again so soon.
"Stop." I moan, pulling at the surgeon's sleeve. "Leave… her…"
The woman's eyes flicker to me, down to where I'm holding her. It's the same arm that's been damaged. Her lips twist downwards, but she doesn't look as angry as she just had. She took a breath. "Why didn't you just leave the arrow in?"
"…"
Her face twists. "There's something to this isn't there?"
Neither of us answer.
She swears again. "Excellent. Absolutely fantastic." She looks down at me. "You had best hope you can afford my services girl, else I'll have you working off your debt. And it'll be a big one."
Yang's face lights up with newfound hope. "Does that mean you can-"
"We'll see." She snapped. "You're to do everything I say, understand? You left this late enough that I'll need an extra pair of hands."
"Yes! Just tell me what I need to do!"
The woman eyes narrow. I think she's looking for something in my sister, and though I'm not sure what it is, I think she finds it. "Call me Peach."
After that, they get to work.
I'm lucky I can't really tell what's going on around me, because I know if I could I'd feel the same pain I had before.
Probably not as bad, but still enough to make me scream.
All I can make out is shapes. And the feeling of hands gliding over me.
I feel something cool against my skin as it begins to heat up, and something pressing into the hole in my arm. They're… doing something.
I'm not sure how long exactly has passed, but I know that I fade in and out of consciousness a few times.
Yang looks more and more exhausted every time I see her.
But more and more determined too.
I don't know what it is, but I don't feel as worried as I had before.
And then, for a single moment, everything stops. I can hear Yang's breath, laboured.
"Did… did we do it?" She asks, wiping a red hand across her forehead. "Is she going to be okay?"
Peach sighs. "Yes, I believe so long as we-"
She gets no farther as the door behind them is suddenly smashed in.
"Don't move!" A man barks as he and a dozen armoured guards rush through the door. "Submit quietly or suffer the consequences!"
Peach rears back in shock. "What is the meaning of-"
Yang's already moving.
Her fist crashes into the jaw of the man who'd spoken and it erupts into chaos from there.
In my haze I can just make out Yang's movements.
The room is too cramped for all the men, a blessing for her sister, who knocks down two more men as the rest pull out their clubs.
Clubs, not swords.
They intend to take us in.
I can't keep up. Somewhere along the way Yang had gotten her knuckledusters on and let out a snarl as she grappled with a guard that dived for her.
While she was occupied however, two more made a move of the surgeon and me.
"Wait!" she cried. "You can't move her like this!"
They ignore her, one of them grabbing her arms roughly and twisting them behind her.
There's a clamp of something that I can't see and suddenly there's a hand reaching down for me.
"Don't touch her!"
It's not there for long, because Yang snaps the man's arm under her fist when he tries to take me.
She spins to me. "Ruby, are you okay? We need to-"
She's cut off as someone barrels into her back, dragging her down with a cry as three more follow.
Yang struggles and rages against the guards holding her down but I don't think that even she can fight off so many of them now.
A small part of my mind reminds me that this is exactly what I was afraid of; people from the city, here to kill me, or take me to people who would. I… think I'm a little disappointed in myself though.
I let River down.
…
…
"I wonder, is falling asleep going to be a regular thing for us now?"
I don't wake up in a comfortable position.
I feel as drained as I had before. My skin feels flush and my breath is ragged.
I… I'm more lucid now, I think, but that doesn't really do me any favours when the aching in my shoulder returns, and it does, in an especially bad way with my arms forced behind my back.
"W-what?"
I cough. There's cold steel biting into my wrists. Shackles, keeping me locked on a wooden chair in the middle of a dark room with no windows and a single, iron door in front of me.
My breath quickens as I come to the realisation that-
I'm in a cell.
I'm in a cell! I've been locked up! They caught me caught-
My eyes widen and I look around. I see nothing but blank stone walls.
"Yang!?" I cry out. "Yang?!" I don't know if she'll hear me. I don't even know if she's nearby but I call out all the same.
The last thing- the last thing I saw of her wasn't pretty. Did they hurt her? Was she in a cell right now like I am or-or did they do something to her?
Oh gods. If Yang fought back like she did then they could have-
My thoughts are cut off before they can spiral by the sound of a heavy metal bar being drawn back.
It's coming from in front of me.
It opens with a creak and I see an armoured figure walk in. I swallow heavily.
They look very similar to a knight.
There's something different about it, but I can't tell what right now, because I can't look away from those eyes.
Frigid blue eyes that cut all the way to my bone, and hair so white I almost mistake it for snow.
The door closes behind the figure. The woman.
And suddenly.
I realise.
This… this isn't a normal cell.
It's an interrogation room.
And I have the sinking feeling that I'm about to be subject to questioning.
...
The Ice Queen us here, praise be!
Or... not? She doesn't seem all too friendly right now does she?
Guess we'll have to wait and see how that turns out. Poor Ruby though, you'd think she'd get a break.
How do you think this'll go then? Let me know.
On another note, Volume 6 has ended. Now, I know I'm just some guy on the internet, so it's not like you care to hear a review from me or anything on the subject, but for me, favourite Volume so far.
Aside from a few wonky bits of pacing and a slightly underwhelming finale I loved every moment. The second might just be because none have lived up to the intensity and Hype of V3 though. That to me was the best finale. V4 had some of the best individual moments I think but Overall, V6 was fantastic.
...Now we just have to wait until October for the next one.
Ugh...