Chapter Final: Light Part 1
The Lycian lords and Ike stood at the staircase to the Dragon's Gate. The rest of the army was in preparation for the final battle or preventing morphs from intruding. However, one man has not arrived.
"…Nergal should be back there. Should we wait for Lord Athos?" Eliwood asked the others.
Speak of the devil and he shall appear, as the man warped in front of the lords upon Eliwood's question.
"If you're looking for me, I'm right here," Athos announced.
"Lord Athos!" Eliwood exclaimed.
"You're late, Graybeard!" Hector pointed out.
"…Well? Were you successful?" Lyn asked.
Ike looked at the surroundings and frowned. Another person they expected was not here.
"Wait, isn't Bramimond with you?" Ike asked to which Athos shook his head.
"He is still preparing," Athos answered promptly. "Something of a last resort."
Ike raised a brow but took it at face value. So long as there was a contingency measure in place. But it would have been appreciated if another powerful sorcerer was fighting at their side.
"Now then..." Athos offered a spellbook as he spoke. "Use this tome."
"What is it?" Eliwood asked curiously.
"A legendary item, Aureola," Athos answered. "The strongest light magic, wielded by Saint Elimine herself. With this, we should be able to rend Nergal's dark cloak and do him much harm."
He then took out several more weapons by conjuring them in midair, one of which was the Durandal.
"And these, too, have been infused with magic that makes them more effective against Nergal," Athos levitated the Durandal to Eliwood. "Durandal will go to Eliwood..."
"It's… I can feel it already… Its power is beyond words," Eliwood trembled as he spoke. The power coursing through him was akin to burning. Worthy of the name, the Blazing Blade.
"And..." Athos looked to Hector with a slightly concerned face, but the man in question nodded as if he was resolved. "The Thunder Axe Armads for Hector."
Hector received the axe and felt as though his strength and lust for battle increased tremendously. He felt his body warm like Eliwood but required him to move or else he would die. The curse of Durban, the Berserker, was no lie.
"Incredible! With this, I know I cannot fail," Hector exclaimed as he held the axe.
Athos then turned to Lyn and levitated a new blade to her. "…And Lyndis, this is for you."
"Hm? What blade is this?" She asked curiously.
It was a single-edged bronze-like blade with its knuckle guard extended from its pommel. It resembled more of a cutlass than anything.
"A spirit-inhabited sword, the partner of the Mani Katti. This is the Sol Katti. It's not a legendary item, but its blade contains much power." Athos explained. "You may keep it with you after the battle. You might need it for the future..."
So it was an enchanted blade. The blade shone with a similar light when Lyn first received her Mani Katti. Moreover, she could keep it even after the battle was done. Most likely, for her journey to Tellius.
Lyn happily received and attached the new blade to her belt.
"Thank you!" Lyn graciously bowed to the man.
However, there was one more weapon it seemed. It was a broadsword as long as Durandal. With a silver hue and runes etched at the fuller of the blade that glowed blue mysteriously. It had a bronze crossguard and pommel with a black hilt. Athos levitated the blade to Ike as he carefully received it.
"This is considered a reserve weapon that was made later after our divine weapons. It could have been used to become a legendary weapon had the Ending Winter not occurred. And thus, it was never empowered to such an extent as our weapons and used until now..." Athos explained the blade's origin to Ike. "It's name... is Galuth. Like the Sol Katti, it is still a powerful blade capable of marring a dragon's normally impenetrable scales, albeit not to the extent of our weapons..."
Ike marveled at the new blade given to him. Somehow, it felt right within his hands. However, Eliwood frowned at the explanation of Athos and stared at the man.
"Lord Athos, forgive me for asking, is there not one more blade of legend that Ike could have used? Like Hartmut's blade, Eckesachs?" Eliwood asked.
It was a legitimate question. Ike could have used a more powerful blade for their final battle. Everyone then stared at the living legend who shook his head in response.
"Hartmut's blade is far more complicated in its design. Best to avoid having mishaps during battle..." Athos explained as he knew how the scepter/sword worked. "Besides, Bramimond is currently planning to use the weapon in his plans. So we will have to make do with what we have."
He would also avoid the matter regarding the use of the Binding Blade. While it would be useful within the hands of Ike, you would also have to acquire the Fire Emblem to input it into its handle. And everyone would rather avoid such a scenario, especially retaking the artifact after they gave it back to the royal family.
Everyone nodded thoughtfully at Athos's explanation. Eliwood went to Nils to see what his senses could tell while Hector and Lyn went to prepare for the upcoming battle. However, Athos stood staring at Ike for a while. Ike wondered why the Archsage continued to stare at him.
"Before we go to battle, there is one more individual that you should be wary of when you reach Tellius," Athos held out his hand and an image was conjured within his palm. What appeared was a man with red hair parted in the middle with a matching red robe. Ike looked curiously at the figure shown by Athos. "This is one of the Fire Dragons we went to battle against during the Scouring. His name is Jahn, a man who we suspect was also involved in depriving Idunn of her soul out of desperation. He survived the battle and likely went into hiding in the same temple Hartmut sealed her in. He was also summoned in Goldoa with Idunn."
Ike widened his eyes at Athos's explanation and became anxious. Another enemy that was released to a country of dragons... especially one that was against humanity. Athos shook his head at Ike's worries.
"For now, he has not come into contact with Idunn or Fae. I suspect he is being restrained by the Goldoans. Especially when he seems to welcome war against humanity, or beorcs in your homeland's terms as a matter of his species' survival," Ike once again blinked his eyes repeatedly at Athos's last statement. Nevertheless, Athos continued: "He may be your greatest obstacle to bringing back Fae or convincing the Goldoans to peacefully allow both Fae and Idunn to leave to Nabata."
"So I might have to fight him?" Ike asked to which Athos oddly shrugged. Athos's reaction made Ike raise a brow against the wise elder.
"Hopefully, it would not come to that, as it would take further convincing the Goldoans, namely King Dheginsea and Prince Kurthnaga of Goldoa," Athos held out his other hand with an image conjuring the pair of individuals. "If you can make a peaceful accord, that would be greatly appreciated. And even Jahn can be welcomed into Arcadia if he could be convinced that humanity and dragons can coexist. Just like Lyndis, take Galuth with you just in case should all options be exhausted..."
To convince someone whose actions were heinous in depriving a person of their soul... But it was out of desperation, as dragons hoped to prevail against humanity. Ike knew humanity started the war with the dragons, likely out of fear for their power or many other similar reasons that beorc clashed with laguz. Ike stared at Athos for a moment before nodding.
"I'll do my best. Besides," Ike let out a sigh, surprising Athos with his response. "I'd rather avoid taking the life of another dragon. I already killed someone who just wanted to see home like Nils and Ninian. Even if this Jahn did something bad against his own race, Idunn's already regained her soul. So I'd rather see him be convinced that people can live together. Regardless of your race or species. And I won't need Galuth to do it."
Ike's determination to end things peacefully made Athos speechless. Athos stood silent for a moment before chuckling to himself. It carried on for a while until Ike looked visibly annoyed and others began to look at the pair. Athos shook his head in amusement and looked fondly at the mercenary commander.
"To see them as people instead of destruction incarnate... May your journey be blessed, radiant hero..."
Hector knew he was basically on a loan. The destiny of Durban, the Berserker. Still, he had no regrets. Everyone would perish one day. One would hope their end would be a peaceful one. However, his fate would remain on the battlefield...
He saw his best retainer, Oswin, who would serve him faithfully serve him until the bitter end. Matthew, who was seen sneaking around while Serra was trying to stalk him... for whatever reason. They would remain on standby until their fight against Nergal. Hector closed his eyes for a moment to get one last peaceful moment by not holding the axe.
He envisioned a man with a full beard resembling his father... carrying an adorable little girl with matching hair. If only his dream wasn't ruined by a certain red-haired boy coming in to steal the girl...
Nevertheless, it was somehow a future he could fight to make sure it came true. He won't hesitate to bear a curse for his citizens and his best friend. For his country...
"I can be rest assured of the future... even if I don't die peacefully..." Hector muttered under his breath. He took the Armads back into his hands as he spoke. He felt the urge to battle run through his veins once again.
"Uther... Father... Mother... I probably won't reach the same end as you all... But I will likely fight to the bitter end for our beloved Lycia... An end I won't mind whatsoever... Watch over me."
"So he decided to go back to the ship?" Guy asked his master's sister who nodded.
Usually, Karel thrives on challenging battles. But for some reason, Karla explained that he said he had his fill. Karla decided to stay with the team that would act as a lookout until the rest of the lords and leader returned.
Karla then smiled at Guy and said, "He told me to tell you to not be wasteful by hitting the ground as well. You'll break your blade much faster..."
"R-right..." Guy stammered with an embarrassed expression.
He still had a nervous habit of stammering when trying to prove himself or being humbled.
"I should thank you..." Guy looked curiously at Karla wondering what the Sword Princess was thanking him for. "I thought the way of the blade was to always kill, like how it took the lives of the rest of my family. I hated it... but it was the only way for me to find my brother..."
She then gave a heartfelt smile to the young Sacaen. "But you and your commander proved to me that there is life to be protected by wielding the blade... and the path you take will be arduous. But I think you'll be a greater swordsman. Perhaps greater than my brother..."
And there was one more person in her mind who gave her encouragement to improve. To fight for one's own sake and others. To that extent, she will train to keep up with his expectations...
Guy then gave a toothy grin. "Of course! Watch out for me within a year! I'll be strong and skilled enough to surpass you and Master Karel!"
"Have your staves ready?" Raven reminded his sister while testing his axe and shield.
"I do," Priscilla confirmed with a smile while also holding Thunder and Fire tomes.
Rath was also at the side testing the Reinfleche. It was most certainly the finest bow he's obtained thus far. Soon, they hear clanking of armor and footsteps coming closer to their direction.
"I'm counting on all of you to protect our lords," The trio looked up from checking their weapons. It was Oswin and Marcus with the rest of the Pheraen Knights. Oswin nodded approvingly at the Cornwell siblings. "Your strength and camaraderie will prove valuable in bringing victory to Lord Hector."
"It's not just camaraderie. We're family. We protect our own. As well as the lords you consider family," Raven pointed out, making Oswin smile in response and nod.
"We will ward off any intruders that dare to arrive at your destination," Marcus announced as the rest of the Pheraen Knights saluted. Isadora, Harken, and Lowen stood with expectant eyes at the Greil Mercenaries. "May our Lord Eliwood, Marquess of Pherae, return safely."
Raven, Rath, and Priscilla nodded with a resolute expression on their face.
"Right. We're fully prepared. The Greil Mercenaries will succeed this time."
"So I really can't fight with you...?" Nino asked which garnered a shake of the head from both brothers.
She knew she wasn't as strong as her brothers, Legault, or Jaffar. She wanted to take the last battle against the man who ordered the death of her original parents, but she was too inexperienced. She was going with the team that would return to the Davros. This was for her safety.
Legault, Lloyd, and Linus were going with the rest of the lords and Ike. They will likely face their reanimated father. For Legault, it was the last time to clean house...
"We're going, lass," Linus said with a sad smile. "We'll come back for you."
Lloyd nodded with Linus and reassured her, "Wait for us back at the ship."
"Just make sure to whip up a good meal for all of us with Merlinus. I hear you've been practicing with that archer, Rebecca," Nino looked visibly surprised at Legault's last statement, as even her brothers merely smiled.
There were times when she would assist Merlinus (despite causing the man trouble at times) and when she would practice cooking with Rebecca after making fast friends with her and took secret cooking lessons to surprise her family.
She's improved her cooking skills while working on reading lessons. Nino wasn't aware that her brothers and Legault had known about her secret cooking lessons. It was meant to be a surprise, but she smiled nonetheless.
"Right! I'll make the best meal for all of you when you come back!" Nino told the trio as they went off to meet with the rest of the attacking troop. Her expression soon turned sullen. "This really stinks. I wanted to help them out so much... I wanted to..."
"...I'll go." Jaffar's voice responded to the girl from behind.
She jumped up slightly and realized who startled her. She calmed down upon seeing her beloved with a determined expression.
"...Jaffar?" Nino asked curiously.
"I will protect your brothers and Legault for their safe return..." Jaffar reassured the girl who smiled at him.
"When the fighting's over, you will come back with them, right?" Nino asked the assassin who gave a slight nod and smiled back at the girl. "Then I'll wait back at the ship with no complaints! You must live, so that you and everyone can come back can come back! We're all family after all! Promise?" Upon her word, she held out her pinky finger.
Jaffar for the first time in his life felt he was sure of one thing. He was sure to return to this girl with the rest of her family. They all had a future to look forward with this girl.
"...Yes, I promise." Jaffar nodded as he wrapped his pinky around hers.
On his honor, and his heart. His life would be dedicated to her and fulfilling her heartfelt desires.
"Thank you, Lucius..." Renault called out to the monk. His expression looked far more enlightened since having been revealed the truth. "For the grace you've given me when I've deserved none. The great mercy you've given me made me experience a new life..."
Lucius stood with a reserved smile, but graciously nodded his head. He could still feel the anguish Renault felt deep within him. While he was not as affected anymore since his journey as a mercenary, he still felt melancholy for the man who still felt his sins weighing down on him.
"I can tell you still feel a burden upon yourself..." Lucius closed his eyes as he spoke. He stood with a neutral expression the next moment. "Your pilgrimage is not yet done, I'm afraid."
Renault nodded, confirming Lucius's suspicions. "Indeed. When we put an end to Nergal, I will continue my journey elsewhere."
It was then that Lucius offered his hand to Renault with a smile. "Will you not take it with us? Your Excellency?"
It was an offer to come with their group and to continue his pilgrimage by being with the Greil Mercenaries. For Renault, it would be like the old days when he was once a famed mercenary. To even give a man like him an offer... Then again, Ike had already recruited Jaffar, someone whom Nergal likely raised as a replacement for his former work...
Renault looked at the hand offered to him for a while but slowly shook his head. Renault's tears fell but he remained smiling. Lucius saw this scene but was not offended by his refusal.
"You need not preoccupy yourself with a subhuman wretch as I..." He looked fondly at the young man who forgave him for all the years of grief he put him through. "But let it be known, while I can never forgive myself, I can still live on happy knowing that a friend like you continues undaunted by his past..."
Lucius nodded understandably. Renault's sins may never be absolved and he will continue to live with that mark of shame for the rest of his life. But to consider him a friend...
"Thank you," Lucius replied with a smile. "My offer still stands. If you ever need assistance, please let us know."
Renault nodded and reciprocated his smile with his own. "Likewise, should you or your company ever need assistance, let me know."
Farina sighed as she looked at the sobbing mess that was Merlinus (after tearfully giving his farewell to Eliwood and Hector and wishing the best fortune upon them) going with the Fargus and the rest of the Davros back to the ship (which they recklessly left unattended with just one or two pirates on board). Anna and Jake would remain with the carriage supplying the current fighters staying behind with equipment against any stray or intruding morphs.
She saw Dart wave off to the captain assuring them that they would take care of everything from here. Well, she'd watch after the man to hunt for more treasure as a new fellow pirate on the Davros (not that Fiora is aware of yet, she only told Florina)... Murphy tended to roll his eyes at his rider's antics involving the pirate.
"Are you sure?" Farina heard her eldest sister ask from a distance. Turning her head, she saw Fiora speaking to Florina to which the latter seemed determined.
"Yes, I'll fight to protect Lyn," Florina declared with Huey neighing in agreement. "Besides, we don't know if any enemy might be lurking if you and the others don't scout from the air."
Farina looked proud at her younger sister. She had come a long way from being constantly teased by herself. She arguably became the strongest out of the three of them.
Fiora would be going back to the Davros with Fargus to help act as a scout. While Farina and Florina would remain in the ruins with the youngest choosing to go to battle with Nergal. Farina was going to remain on standby with Dart to prevent incoming enemies that might come to the main troop. Heath and Vaida would also remain, having spotted a few remnants of morphs hiding which raised caution amongst the army. In another way to look at the scenario, the ones remaining in the ruins before the Dragon's Gate is the last line of defense.
Fiora stood silent for a moment before giving a proud look at the youngest sibling. "You've grown so much... Then as a senior pegasus knight..."
Suddenly, Fiora shook her head after cutting off her sentence and looked at Florina with a tearful smile. She fondly stroked Florina's purple wavy hair and glanced back at Farina. Stunned by her eldest sister's reaction, Farina came closer to her siblings.
"No, as your eldest sister, please return alive. You and Farina mean so much to me that I want all of us to keep living. Forget dishonor and make sure I don't grieve for either of you... so, please... Even if I die, you both live for my sake..." She uttered as she wiped away the tears from her face.
"F-Fiora," Florina also began tearing up but out of joy.
Farina also sniffed and smiled, while wiping away a tear. "What's all this? Sniff... You're supposed to be our eldest sister..."
Despite all the arguments Farina had with Fiora, she was her irreplaceable sister and vice versa. She always thought Fiora's adherence to the rules would never change but she always looked out for her little sisters. All the more reason they shouldn't fall in battle...
"Enough of the gloom!" Everyone's attention went to Dart who called out to the trio. "We'll all live. Not to worry. So look out with our cap' and you'll see everyone alive to celebrate back at the ship in no time!"
Dart's reassurance raised the trio's spirits, especially Farina's. Strange for a pirate to uplift the morale of people.
"Thank you, we await to hear news of your victory," Fiora turned to her siblings and gave a heartfelt smile. "Florina, Farina, fight to protect yourselves and your friends. It's our duty not just as pegasus knights, but as faithful comrades and family."
""Right!""
"Absolutely not!" Erk's voice resounded right before the stairway. He stood in front of his adoptive parents as they looked visibly worried for their son.
"But Erk..." Louise voiced out to which Erk shook his head.
Erk looked visibly upset at the news that was conveyed to him at the last moment before the battle. Lady Louise was pregnant... He insisted on having both of them on standby with the rest of the army while he and the others would fight Nergal. Even guarding the stairway was notably less perilous than battling their strongest foe.
"Forgive me. Both of you. However, you are expectant, Lady Louise. I will not risk my sibling's life or for them to be without their father," Erk readied his tome and staff with a resolute expression. He turned to Pent, his father who held a thoughtful glance to his son. "While we can have no stronger ally than you other than Lord Athos, I will prevail against your mentor's archnemesis. We will return. Protect one another and the child you will be blessed with... That way, I can see all my family alongside my friends one day."
He would fight to the death to ensure that they both would live. While Pent was a stronger sage, Erk was still an adept magic user. His skills will still prove useful against the morphs that would dare stand in the way of his comrades.
Louise and Pent looked at one another and stared back at Erk with a fond smile. Pent nodded and patted the shoulder of his beloved pupil and son.
"You've come a long way, Erk. Remember, Nergal is as powerful a sorcerer as my own teacher. And you must conserve your magical energy. Do not falter. We expect you to return with everyone safely," Pent told Erk in a stern yet warm tone. "As an older brother, you must live to see your younger siblings."
Erk closed his eyes and smiled with slight tears in his eyes. He looked up at his parents with pride.
"Of course. And congratulations, father..." Erk uttered with a tearful smile.
All the while Canas saw this scene with a fond smile. He thought of his wife, mother, and his beloved son, Hugh. He would return to them after the battle before he would depart once more. But not before fighting against a man who immersed himself in darkness to forget his goals and his family.
A reminder to never forget what must be cherished above all else. His family, companionship, and the ability to connect one's hands with another. From grasping their beloved's hand to the joy of lovingly holding one's child within their palms, to the connection one makes when becoming a new companion... If one remembers their hand's purpose, then no one can ever lose their way.
"Let this battle be forgotten by history... that is all I ask..." Canas beseeched as if praying to providence. A curious act that most would consider rather odd for the scholarly man whose hand was resting on top of his tome, as Ike stood aside from the distance to hear his next word that would forever be imprinted into his mind: "I pray for the wisdom of people to further itself and unite. If dragons or any other race attain hands to not strike against another, but to connect, to hold one's child, or their loved ones... then the future will be radiant... I pray for that future to become true for all and generations to thrive... I pray..."
Ike mulled over the words spoken by Canas. It was such a simple concept... And it was one of the things he's done with many of the people he's met throughout this journey... He looked at his own hands and became amused why laguz also possessed hands like them when they are untransformed. And the reason why they always kept them when they united with a beorc and blessed with children... To think Canas can come up with such an answer...
He walked across the hallway of the ruins to see Lyn in front waiting for him.
"How's the new sword?" She asked to which Ike brought out Galuth within a new sheath (courtesy of Anna and her sisters within the vicinity).
"Great, what about yours?" Ike asked in return.
"I could feel how strong it is... and how heavy it is. I wonder if it's like how some of our magic users feel weighed down by their tomes at times..." Lyn replied in a curious tone.
Ike cupped his chin in response to her analogy. Maybe enchanted items that include tomes are designed to be heavier as a result of the magic within them...
He never thought about such an impediment until now. Maybe exercising drills are better advised to keep up the physical strength and constitution of their magic users when they reach Tellius...
"You're pretty strong though, Lyn. I'm sure you'll tough it out," Ike pointed out to which she frowned. "I wonder if we could set up strength-building exercises for our mages to help them..."
Lyn put her hands on her hip and pouted. "Easy for you to say, Ike!" She replied in a scolding tone. "And don't be too muscle-brained thinking everyone can get as tough as us. Some of us don't have the constitution for muscle-building... especially Lucius..." She whispered the last words to Ike while watching out for the blonde-haired acolyte who suddenly sneezed somewhere.
Ike scratched the back of his head. He didn't mean to offend her. Still, he took her words to heart. Not everyone was suited to gaining muscle to avoid being impeded by their tomes...
"Yeah, you're right, thought it was a good idea..." Ike admitted. "Then again, Renault would probably do all of that with ease..."
His last remark earned a giggle from Lyn as even she knew the man was an experienced veteran of physical combat. His way of using a staff to battle would amaze both allies and foes.
After a good moment of laughter between the two, they both looked at each other in the eyes. They inched closer to one another without saying a word.
It has been a long way since they've met one another. They fought together, trained together, and shared many precious moments with one another...
She came up to Ike and wrapped her arms around him. He returned her embrace with his. They felt each other's warmth before their greatest battle.
"Thank you, for being here in this world... I wouldn't trade this moment for any other..." Lyn uttered out over his shoulder. "You've done so much for me, for all of us... I want us to shoulder each other's hardships together as a family. Your burden is my burden. And we'll walk together on Mother Earth under the watchful eyes of Father Sky wherever we go..."
It took a moment for Ike to take in her words, but the two looked at one another once more as they separated from their embrace. She made a vow using her beliefs... All the more reason Ike had to answer using his belief.
"Thank you, Lyn. For being a proud Sacaen. A great comrade. And being the one person who found me in this world..." Ike gave a warm smile as he trailed off. "I thank you... for everything you've done for me. We'll support one another through thick and thin. And we fight together as a family to the very end... I love you."
"I'm sure Ninian wouldn't have minded a short, happy life with you, Lord Eliwood..." Nils uttered to the man who looked back at him with surprise.
They were alone for one last conversation before their final battle. They looked at the stairwell to the Dragon's Gate before everyone prepared.
"Nils..."
"This world's air... It's changed. It is not suitable for us, yet we wanted to see the home that we were born in... even if it was just for a short time..." Nils explained to Eliwood who patiently listened. "Even after humans invaded and drove us out... and caused our father to send us to the Gate..."
Eliwood knew that the war against dragons was on humanity's initiative. For reasons lost to time, the result was still the same. Humanity fought with dragons and prevailed without consideration for those who never wanted to fight or wished to live in peace...
"We humans, our forefathers, we took control of the continent like it was our right. We never considered who or what we drove away…" Nils looked surprised at Eliwood's response. But Eliwood remained steadfast in his tone. "Nils, the blame for this was never yours alone. While we can claim ignorance, we still bear some responsibility."
"…Lord Eliwood, do you truly believe that?" To which Eliwood nodded in response to Nils.
"I do. If my father were here, he would say the same thing. Let's work together and think about the future. If the entire continent were made a place where dragons and humans could live together like the hidden city Lord Athos spoke of, Arcadia…"
Nils snorted and smiled in amusement. The likelihood of that happening will be the progress of Ike's home world between his world's species. Nevertheless, it would be a wonderful world to see in both cases...
Nils closed his eyes and spoke: "I think I realize why my father attacked you two... You and my sister..."
Eliwood widened his eyes and was curious to know what his thoughts were on the matter.
"My father loved my mother... No doubt he was anguished when he lost her..." Nils reminisced as he continued. "I believe he was reminded of himself when you embraced Ninian even when she was a dragon... and he was enraged..."
Eliwood stood silent but understood the thought process. It was likely out of envy... or just sheer self-anger being unleashed that made Nergal want to lash out. For what he once had, he gave up too much to regain it only to fuel a further void.
"But that gives me some relief..." Nils voiced out, making Eliwood turn to Nils once more awaiting his thoughts.
"Which is?" He asked.
"... That there is some part of my father still left within him. And I plan on reminding him..." Nils clenched his Dragonstone with a determined gaze. "No matter what it takes..."
Nergal stood in front of the Dragon's Gate. The portal finally conveyed itself in front of him. Yet his left eye never turned away from what was in his hand. His hand trembled as he continued to hold the stone used to open the Gate. His supposed children's Dragonstone...
No. He refused to entertain such an idea. He walked slowly down the steps of the Gate. He had gone too far to back down. He would have his greatest desire fulfilled... No matter what it took...
AN: Split it up this time. This was more of a one last battle preparation conversation involving all the major characters fighting. Also, granted Ike as the extra lord among the main lord characters in FE7 his very own anti-dragon weapon. Just as powerful as the Sol Katti but confers a balanced 2 bonus to strength, defense, and resistance. Effective damage against wyverns and dragons. And the naming scheme was because Galatine was mostly taken... or rather, used more often...