The group stares as the oncoming army stops, dissolving into grave dust. Claude slowly stands, holding an arm on his side where Nemesis had struck him. "We...we did it. Teach, we did it!"
Byleth turns towards her friend and gives one of her rare smiles. Cheers erupt from their allies. Hilda runs up and jumps on Claude, her arms wrapping around his neck. For a moment Byleth loses view of him as Leonie and Lorenz gallop between them.
"Leave it to you to finish with a cheap trick." Lorenz says down his nose at Claude. "But, I will admit it was effective."
Leonie turns her armored steed to circle Byleth, "Professor, are you all right?"
The green haired woman nods as the infantry of her class arrive. They slap her back and praise the goddess (if Marianne only knew). There is a flap of leathery wings as Seteth lands. He and Byleth make eye contact and for a moment the enormity of the victory is swept aside by a great sense of fatigue. After all, this is the second time Seteth, or rather "Saint Cichol", has participated in the fall of Nemesis. But soon the man smiles and extends a hand.
Taking it, Byleth mounts the wyvern and Claude takes the cue. "Alright everyone, let's return to Gareg Mach! We have a new world to enjoy!"
"And a feast. You promised!" Raphael shouts out and Claude rubs his head.
"Ah, yes. I did, didn't I? Well, I suppose a feast is well deserved even if it does empty the stores."
Leonie pulls Claude onto her horse and the group makes its way off the barren landscape where the final battle took place.
A/N In case it's still unclear, this all takes place at the end of the Golden Deer Route. Everything up to the end of the final battle is the same (support conversations included).