Sevarint awoke to the sound of Tynah crying. "...What's wrong, Tynah? What happened?" He got up, walking next to her. When he got there, he froze. Erdian lay dead, the floor covered in his blood. "Erdian...why?" Sevarint sobbed through clenched teeth. Only one person could have done this. "This is my fault. That stupid Scorchio followed me here!" He blurted. Blinded by hot tears, Sevarint ran out of the hut. Dashing down the street, he threw himself to the ground in front of Shyndaru's grave. The despairing Kougra gazed pleadingly at the statue, begging for comfort of any form. What he found was anything but that...
Shyndaru's dorsal fin had been sliced off and stolen! The heroine who had saved many lives was repaid how? By having her memorial, her final resting place, disgraced and robbed! That was the last straw. Sevarint strode up to the pile of rocks he had climbed to first enter the village, quaking with rage.
"Poskrat!" He roared loudly. "Poskrat, you coward! Just leave me alone, or else! We'll settle this now... a battle to the death! To the death! I'll be at the Arena, waiting for you to show your worthless hide!" With that, Sevarint lay down and cried for all he was worth. He cried until he had no more tears to give. Finally, he rose. Sevarint set off for the Arena, his eyes glinting with the cold, steely light of vengance.
Sevarint had shed all his tears for his lost friend...
For all the guilt weighing down on his shoulders...
For the sheer unfairness of Erdian's death...
But he would shed them no more.
He would avenge Shyndaru and Erdian.
Sevarint had shed his final tears.
Shyndaru's dorsal fin had been sliced off and stolen! The heroine who had saved many lives was repaid how? By having her memorial, her final resting place, disgraced and robbed! That was the last straw. Sevarint strode up to the pile of rocks he had climbed to first enter the village, quaking with rage.
"Poskrat!" He roared loudly. "Poskrat, you coward! Just leave me alone, or else! We'll settle this now... a battle to the death! To the death! I'll be at the Arena, waiting for you to show your worthless hide!" With that, Sevarint lay down and cried for all he was worth. He cried until he had no more tears to give. Finally, he rose. Sevarint set off for the Arena, his eyes glinting with the cold, steely light of vengance.
Sevarint had shed all his tears for his lost friend...
For all the guilt weighing down on his shoulders...
For the sheer unfairness of Erdian's death...
But he would shed them no more.
He would avenge Shyndaru and Erdian.
Sevarint had shed his final tears.