Marco had seen broken men in his life, but he never expected to see so much grief from the proud members of the Gryphon Battalion.
All of them were alive and well. But their eyes were empty, as if they had lost their soul.
Leone had given him a parting message before he went beyond the range of their communication artifacts.
"The Gryphon Battalion of the Kingdom of Britannia is no more, Father. I'll retreat for now, so please take care."
He had no idea what Leone meant when he left those words to him. And now, he understood.
"Commander Dominic, I've come to escort you and your men back to the fortress," Marco said. "We've brought horses, so please get on them so we can return. It's dangerous out here."
"…What's the point?" Dominic answered, his eyes red from grief. "Just kill me now!"
"Sir, I don't know what happened to you and your men," Marco stated calmly. "But please continue living. There are still people waiting for you back home."
