Byron: “Ooooh… I’ve only… (pant..) a little strength left in me. Sigurd… I must get the Holy Tyrfing to you!” (Lubeck) Slayder: “Langobalt, I spotted Lord Byron due west of here. He managed to get away just as I was closing in. I believe he intends to seek refuge in Silesse.” Langobalt: “Then what the hell’re you doing here!? Get after him!! We must finish him off now! Otherwise our entire effort spent wiping out Chalphy’s Gruenen Ritter will have been for nothing!” Slayder: “Y, yes, of course. He has sustained heavy injuries, so he shouldn’t get far.” Slayder: “Y, yes sir! Right away, sir!”
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