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Fortunately, the game mechanics allowed moving together outside of combat, so Alsira and Luciferia quickly reach the scene on the back of a pegasus. Their eyes behold an estate engulfed in flames and scattered around it, cut and burnt bodies — it was hard to tell whom they belonged to. At the entrance to the house, the Knight of the Moon Shadow sees well-familiar faces. The Knight of the Dreamy Clouds presses the barrel of his long "pistol" to the forehead of the lord's maid and pulls the trigger. The woman's brains fly out, and she sinks to the ground, no longer thinking of anything. A moment of silence arises between the two knights, broken by the sounds of burning wood.
/I assume dialogue doesn't cost a turn, or else he's about to reload now…
— Witnessing regional treachery would bring more relief than observing a blow from a kin at one's back, my dear milord.
- Yo, Alsira. As always, you're impossible to understand. We'll chat later, the mistress might be in danger, - Ober turns his back to Alsira, intending to enter inside.