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When Coriel was torn from the sweet embrace of oblivion, it turned out that his squad had decided not to fight the bandits after all and to give them everything peacefully. Unfortunately, the price for such belated prudence was the lives of the Refitian soldiers accompanying them.
-May the Mother receive you in her embrace, - the lily-bearer consecrated their bodies with a sacred symbol - praise Mana, that further bloodshed was avoided. However regrettable these sacrifices may be, many more lives could have been lost today. I hope that these unfortunate souls, forced to engage in robbery, will be able to earn enough money from the things taken from us to stop engaging in their shameful craft and begin new, better lives.
Where do we go?
Where do we end up when we save the world?