It was a foggy day in the shores of Trolesund, a coast village of the Commonwealth, one of the few sea ports that it held. From within the mist, an Vacuan Sea Vessel emerged slowly

A caped figure in the shore would send a radio signal, a subtle ping that only those in a certain frequency would be able to hear. Then, a response would come up

"This is Reaper Gambit. I'm with Reaper Pigmallion. We seized a Vacuo ship and are approaching towards the dry port. Prepare for immediate dismantling"

Then, the ship smoothly and swiftly approached the shore, entering some dry docks, where Gambit and Pigmallion got off, as several field engineers and mechanics got in and immediately commenced taking notes and sizes of everything in the ship

"So. Gambit. Haven't seen you in a while" said a figure walking towards them, having just arrived to the docks

Then...Cipher saw that it was only the two of them

"Umm...Psyche? Dude, are you in there?"

Cipher's angst grew bigger, while Gambit and Pigmallion only...stood there in silence

"Oracle...where is Psyche...he's in the boat right?" He asked, with evident worry

"Not now, Cipher...Pigmallion is going to bury her equals"

"Wait...No..."

Then, Pigmallion would approach Cipher, who was visibly on the verge of a breakdown

"Just so you know. He sacrificed himself to...save me...I'm sorry I couldn't..."Pigmallion was going to continue, but the knot on her throat cut her off

Then, while Cipher left devastated, Pigmallion and Gambit walked slowly

Trolesund was mostly a fishermen village. They were walking down a main avenue, surrounded by several fisheries and fishing supply stores, among with other businesses

They were only walking, not even speaking to each other. They didn't even need to say anything. It was a silent agreement because this wasn't a moment to be speaking

After some minutes of walking, they reached a cemetery guarded by other Reapers like them. They were allowed in. They walked among several mausoleums until they reached an empty one holding 3 empty showcases, where Pigmallion would proceed to slowly place each mask she was carrying.

She placed Psyche's mask first, then went to pronounce a small prayer and then proceeded to carve in Psyche's name in the plaque directly above the showcase. She did the same for Numerian and Medea

"You know...Even as sad as this is. We should be thankful that we can bury them" says Gambit, in their somber, gutural voice tone

"Not everyone has the luxury of having a mausoleum of their own. You sure may live your life and do many things, but the only thing that will remain after you're gone will be wherever you signed the hardest"

Pigmallion slowly turns to look at Gambit

"Take this for granted. You and I are not the first Pigmallion or the first Gambit. But we for certain have done well enough so far that we will much probably be the last to bear these names. Be happy not because you now have your new identity but because the struggle of your comrades finally ended and now they can happily rest"

Pigmallion then turns back to look at one of the showcases in familiar as she falls to her knees to cry the loss of her teammates

Gambit kneels to comfort her. They want to cry too. They can feel the knot on their throat. They even see their sight become a bit glassy. But they can't. The tears won't come out. They feel like crying would be the appropriate thing to do...but its not an honest feeling.

Cipher would arrive just a moment later, carrying some bottles of liquor

"Hey"

While Pigmallion and Gambit sat in front of the mausoleum, Cipher gave each a bottle of beer, while leaving 3 bottles of fine wine, one for each showcase, then grabbed the last bottle of beer for him

"You all fought bravely..."

Cipher tilts his head to look at Psyche's showcase, then looked at Pigmallion

"Especially you, lover boy. Cheers"

"Cheers"

The three of them cheered and walked out of the cemetery

"I...will head back home. I will pass in my request for a week off from there" said Pigmallion before heading out

"Farewell, guys"

"See you later, Pigmallion. So, heading for Mossholm, Gambit?"

"Yeah...We succeeded in...getting the Relic"

"Oh. Well, that reliefs me a bit more. Mind telling Thorne I'm taking the rest of the day off too?"

"Yeah. I'll tell him"

"Alright. Thank you, Gambit...I'll be heading off now. See you soon"

Cipher and Gambit headed in opposite ways, while Pigmallion sat down in a nearby park bench to drink and mourn the loss of her teammates

A train arrives to the great city of Mossholm, capital of the Commonwealth. There, Gambit would go down the train and transfer directly to the subway, taking the first ride headed for the "Legislative Circuit"

The Commonwealth of Maelstrom, unlike the rest of the Kingdoms, has a more intricate and complicated system of government.

There is the President, which was elected by popular vote and was in charge of running Commonwealth-wide affairs. Beneath the president, there were 3 main figures, each for a branch of the government.

The Prime Minister, who was the head of the High Ministry, the Consul, which was pretty much like a Vice-President, was the head of the High State, and the Chancellor, head of Parliament.

All of these 3 were also elected by popular vote, same with all of the seats in their respective organs. However, the President also had the authority to personally pick a 4th figure, the High Commander, head of the Armed Forces

In the Legislative Circuit, there were the 3 buildings in which the High Ministry, the High State and the Parliament operated. Gambit got out of the station and went for the Parliament building immediately. They were allowed inside as he walked directly upstairs and towards the Chancellor's office. 2 Reapers stop them

"Excuse us. What brings you here to see Chancellor Delauren?"

"This is important military matter involving state security, I demand an immediate audience"

The reapers would get a message and allow him into the office. Gambit would stand still, awaiting instructions, as the old man that was Chancellor Delauren was finishing some stamping

"Oh. Reaper Gambit. Please, take a seat"

Gambit obediently does so. They meanwhile pull out the Relic of Destruction, carefully holding the sword by the handle, just above the desk

"Oh...You obtained it"

"Yes, Chancellor. We successfully seized the Relic"

"Then...who got the powers of the Summer Maiden?"

Gambit removes their mask just a bit, letting the Chancellor see the flame coming out of their eyes. A darkened, black flame

"Hmm. Curious. Did you use your Semblance?"

"Yes, I did, sir"

"Then you may be one of the first men to ever wield the power of the Maidens. You do realize that?"

"Well. That statement...can be heavily rebated...also because of my Semblance"

"I know. Now. With this...We only need to make sure that this woman from the Darkness Derrelict doesn't get to it"

"Don't worry yourself. We left a replicant behind. Pigmallion left no trace of us. They will probably believe it was all a failed attempt by some of her men. Pigmallion's teammates...really...were talented"

"I'm sorry to hear that...Well, this made their loss mean something. This will bring the Commonwealth one step closer to victory"

Gambit remains on their seat while they wait for any other instructions

"I'm assuming Pigmallion needs a...time to mourn..."

"Her"

"...Her teammates. Anybody else?"

"Yes. Reaper Cipher. He was...related to one of them"

"And you?"

"I'm fine. I'm more concerned about Pigmallion. It's clearly her first time going through this"

"So...you care about her"

"Yes. She...is special..."

"Special...how?"

"She's...kind...in a way"