With Colonel Harold's support, we've brought all our current casualties back to safety!
Victorian Soldier
However, as things stand for us, we still don't have a way to strike the enemy where it hurts!
Seasoned Soldier
Charge!
Seasoned Soldier
Make use of your arms! The enemy is one soldier! Surround her!
Victorian Soldier
But...
Victorian Soldier
Sir, wouldn't it be better for us to divert around her?
Victorian Soldier
She's an army of one! She's got not hope of holding us if we just widen the front!
Seasoned Soldier
You... gormless idiot!
Seasoned Soldier
Was that meant to be a revelation to me?
Victorian Soldier
Then why...
Seasoned Soldier
They didn't give you eyes in your head for nothing!
Seasoned Soldier
You saw what our men on Kjeragandr's doorstep were attempting, didn't you? All of them as smart as you, off to break the perimeter from somewhere else!
Seasoned Soldier
Compare that to the rest! Are they in as near as bad a state?
Victorian Soldier
......
Victorian Soldier
Sir, you're not telling me...
Seasoned Soldier
Private, I don't know what the hell I could be telling you—DUCK!
Victorian Soldier
Guh...!
Degenbrecher
My hand slipped.
Degenbrecher
Done gossiping?
Seasoned Soldier
When in the hell did you get here...?!
Degenbrecher
Just now.
Degenbrecher
If you were counting on a few dozen men there to stop me, then you really weren't ready for me.
Seasoned Soldier
Tsk! Monster incarnate...
Seasoned Soldier
A few dozen won't do the trick? Then surely a few hundred will. How about over a thousand?
Seasoned Soldier
You'll learn. In the face of a real army, there is no army of one—
Degenbrecher
Clench your teeth.
Seasoned Soldier
What?
Degenbrecher
Keep your mouth shut when I hit you.
Degenbrecher
You don't want to bite your tongue.
A bitter slice of wind whistles through.
One against two thousand should be the pinnacle of despair. Her golden eyes tell of no such qualms—stern and still and steady.
She is the predator without dispute. She is the ruler over this battlefield.
Slight the affairs of one Ms. Degenbrecher, dare to even begin to scorn her, and you too are an affront to her.
—You'd best hope your own life meant as little to you.
Seasoned Soldier
—!!
Harold
Steady now, Madam Degenbrecher!
Harold
If my subordinates have cocked up talks with you, then it falls to me to apologize in their stead.
Degenbrecher
Oh?
Degenbrecher
You?
Degenbrecher
And how long can you shield them for?
Harold
Well! Ha-hah. Might I suggest... until I die a soldier's death?
Harold
*hiss*...
Harold
I'm no match for your namesakes! Clearly I've not the horns to lock with you in a fight.
Harold
Do you recall, Madam Degenbrecher, when I asked after your name?
Harold
I no longer see any time like the present. Might I be elucidated?
Degenbrecher
You have the guts to stall with me?
Harold
*wheeze*, *wheeze*!
Harold
Two of a mind can spare a word in no-man's land! It is done, you know... it's the done thing!
Degenbrecher
......
Degenbrecher
I barely even remember my real name. You can pretend I never had one.
Degenbrecher
Plenty of people in Leithanien's ruined streets without a name or a home.
Harold
—I'd heard tell of your Leithanian birth, but never had I known that to be your life's story...
Harold
I once read in the dailies how you pilgrimed home there. Adulation of the masses. Dinners with the upper crust.
Degenbrecher
Throw a trophy at a burdenbeast and watch them love it too. They don't tell the difference.
Degenbrecher
Don't let it fool you.
Degenbrecher
It's not a place where names change anything. No one's going to ask you when you're down in the gutter with the wastewater.
Harold
Yet now you've a name with... such power.
Degenbrecher
Power?
Degenbrecher
Not exactly.
Degenbrecher
It was a sunny day.
Degenbrecher
A Gendarmerie patrol rounded up anyone with no place to go on the corner. One of them was carrying a strange weapon I'd never seen before. No point. No edge.
Degenbrecher
No fine combat technique. No deep method to it.
Degenbrecher
No simpler way to bludgeon. No part was anything of mention. I watched as he took that thing to anybody who tried to resist, and caved in their skulls.
Degenbrecher
From that moment on, it's been clear to me what I have.
Degenbrecher
Not a code, or a creed, or a technique. Nothing that sounds nice out loud.
Degenbrecher
It's violence.
Degenbrecher
So that day, I named myself.
Degenbrecher
I am what I wield.
Harold
......
Harold
There's a Minoan school of thought, where they hold violence and victory as sisters. The two are inseparably close—they make one another.
Harold
A look at you, and I could be convinced.
Harold
Madam Degenbrecher, if you're violence in the flesh like you say... then who, exactly, is your victory dedicated to?
Harold
And finally, one last little quibble from me—though I do think—it may not be worth much in the asking.
Harold
That Gendarmerie who first enlightened you—was victory a sister to him too?
Degenbrecher
I did like his degenbrechers.
Degenbrecher
Good to use, but broke too fast.
Degenbrecher
Just like you, Craigavon.
Degenbrecher
Your arm's almost gone.
Harold
Hush-hush, Madam Degenbrecher! Spare me the truth.
Harold
I do happen to be command of my own regiment. A little dignity, if you please...
Harold
Were the clock turned back thirty... no, just twenty years, I'd only be too glad your opponent.
Harold
But as it stands, and though I hate to admit it, the reality's all too obvious—I'm one of the old ones now.
Degenbrecher
You don't look it.
Harold
Ah-ha, you think so too?!
Harold
Then I take it back—see, I've been telling them all, my mind's as sharp as ever!
Harold
It's just this blasted prosthetic leg—the socket always stings on rainy days...
Degenbrecher
......
Degenbrecher
Less talk.
Degenbrecher
How long until you give?
Harold
How long until I give is hardly important.
Harold
What matters is, Madam Degenbrecher, how long until you give?
It seems Degenbrecher can still bear out for the moment. Harold is saving his strength, and his bombers and Casters are all but smelling the roses.
Gnosis
Your wine may not have been wasted after all, Enciodes.
Enciodes
What of Weiss and Matterhorn?
Gnosis
I've sent a team of Tschäggättä to find them.
Gnosis
Given what reports have returned so far, the two were likely taken by surprise.
Enciodes
Viscount Craigavon wouldn't place them in mortal danger. That takes senility, and he has none.
Gnosis
We can only hope.
Gnosis
Our people are en route to the station to stand by. They'll send us word immediately once they intercept.
Enciodes
May it be that our guest arrives on time.
Gnosis
What of the merchants that just contacted you?
Enciodes
They won't be too daring for now.
Enciodes
Gnosis, pass word onto the Saintess for me—
Enya
You can save that step!
Enya
I'm right here. If you have something to say, say it to me in person, Sir Enciodes.
Enciodes
Saintess.
Enciodes
The Silverashes are disgraced to have allowed such a spiral of events on ceremony grounds. Once the ceremony is over, I will personally take myself to the Vine-Bead Court to apologize to you, Saintess.
Enciodes
But for now, I fear the ceremony will need to be postponed for another while.
Enya
As it should. Your message is loud and clear, Sir Enciodes.
Enya
If there is anything I can do, I ask you continue to come to me directly.
Enya
And not exploit that my own conscience might force me to see you first.
Enciodes
Saintess, praise thy benevolence.
Enciodes
But you and the Court devotees must be prudent right now. After you resume this ceremony yourself, Saintess, that will suffice to appease the people.
Enciodes
Degenbrecher's strength needs no introduction. A promise from her is exceedingly rare, and in the event she makes one, it's never broken.
Enciodes
I think we should give her our full confidence.
Enya
Is your confidence that Degenbrecher can fight one against a thousand, or that she has the disregard to die valiantly, in perfect service to your schemes?
Enciodes
Degenbrecher is ahead confronting the Victorians, and I know her mentality. She holds that, her own reputation aside, the slate with Kjerag can still be wiped clean should anything go wrong.
Enya
She... wait, did she tell you this herself?
Enciodes
She defends Kjerag's dignity as one of Her plain, ordinary citizens.
Enciodes
Saintess, do you believe that I bluntly ordered her? Provoked her?
Enciodes
Even I might say she's changed some. Thus I've trusted her this once—I've gambled on her.
Enciodes
Had I not, you might have watched that affable Viscount lose his life to a few 'panicked tourists'.
Enciodes
We gamble for a best case scenario.
Enya
......
Enya
'Gamble'.
Enciodes
I have always considered the success or failure of anything to hinge on one's own grasp, and not entreaties to gods.
Enciodes
Nothing goes unaccounted for. I put all the chips down. I see it through, win or lose. I've never complained about it.
—! Shit! The Victorians are changing it up! Their goal can't be that simple!
Weiss
We have to contact the Master!
Weiss
Gk—*hiss*—
Matterhorn
Stay still, Weiss!
Matterhorn
If they even managed to subdue and lock up both you and me, then our squad's people can't have escaped either. I've tried, but brute strength alone isn't going to free us.
Matterhorn
It's light outside... It looks like it's day already.
Weiss
Where are the Victorians?
Matterhorn
All gone.
Matterhorn
Unfortunately... they've probably swarmed the ceremonial grounds.
Weiss
......
Weiss
Matterhorn, help me out here.
Matterhorn
What do you need?
Weiss
I hide a razor in my shoe's upper.
Weiss
If you can just take it out, Matterhorn... and toss me it!
Matterhorn
Don't be insane!
Matterhorn
What are you using that razor for? In your position? Do you not value your hands?!
Weiss
I have to try.
Weiss
The Master gave me this mission, and I couldn't complete it.
Weiss
And if that's forced him into a passive situation, then I...
Weiss
In any case, even if I'm too late, and he doesn't need it, I'm still going to redeem what isn't lost! I have to make up for my disappointment!
Matterhorn
......
Matterhorn
I suppose you're right.
Matterhorn heaves his body around, laying his fingers over the curve of Weiss's boot.
But what follows betrays Weiss's hopes. He doesn't toss the razor over, but instead pinches the paper-thin tool of murder between his fingers, and with great effort, strains and slashes at the rope over Weiss's wrists.
In its tenuous grip, the blade slips down between his fingers, and cuts into their pulp. Vivid red blood trickles down his wrist.
Weiss
Matterhorn!
Weiss
Your hand!
Matterhorn
It'll be fine. It's just a scratch.
Matterhorn
You were going to do the same thing, weren't you?
Matterhorn
You do have a point, Weiss. The Master's expecting us. We can't leave him waiting too long.
Matterhorn
Just give me one moment, and I can get this rope cut!
Weiss
Matterhorn...
Monch
Umm...
Weiss
—!
Weiss
Who's there?!
Monch
I'm not your enemy.
Monch
Sorry, you two were having a moment, weren't you?
Weiss
Monch?
Weiss
Didn't you leave Kjerag?
Monch
About that... well, I'll explain in full later.
Monch
Madam Sciurus sent me out to scout. That's how I found you all tied up in this Victorian camp.
Matterhorn
Where are the others?
Monch
I already set them free.
Monch
Anyway, both of you, get going. The Victorians kicked off battle at Lake Silberneherze.
Do you seriously think you have the monopoly on righteous anger, Arctosz? We wish we could step in! If your eyes are shot, then try using your brain!
Ratatos
You acting will definitively ruin things!
Arctosz
Stooping behind others so I can feel sorry for myself runs counter to the Paleroche clan's blood!
Arctosz
I can't bear to see this!
Ratatos
Bear to see it, you baby!
Ratatos
Someone here is having a harder time watching than you, I guarantee.
Arctosz
Ten years that Degenbrecher's lived in Kjerag, hasn't she? Just to be some sacrificial pawn here?
Arctosz
If today Enciodes can't settle all this, then no amount of achievement, no spoil for Kjerag, could ever convince me to lend him an ear again.
Arctosz
I'm far from the grand actor the rest of you would be! I cannot be as calm as any of you are!
Ratatos
And it's too little, too late for that.
Ratatos
All you and I can do now is believe in her.
Gnosis
I won't be arranging treatment for your wounded hands, then. Remember to hide it with gloves when the time comes.
Gnosis
Also, I imagine the Tschäggättä's report aligns with your gut.
Gnosis
We can't count on Degenbrecher lasting much longer.
Enciodes
She's no longer evading.
Enciodes
She's acting how she used to in her Kazimierz competition days.
Enciodes
Only, afterwards...
Gnosis
Afterwards, as she fled the assassins with you, she amended that habit.
Gnosis
Any lack of care by her at that point, and you'd die sooner than she did.
Enciodes
Quite.
Enciodes
Still no word from your end?
Gnosis
None.
Gnosis
My investigators already returned. They're sure your guest boarded the train in question to Lake Silberneherze. If anything, it should have arrived just as the ceremony wound down.
Gnosis
As it is, it'll still take some time until that train arrives.
Enciodes
I see...
Enciodes
Gnosis, never have I feared any wager.
Enciodes
Every step that I take, that I've ever taken, I've staked it all.
Enciodes
This time is no different.
Gnosis
I know.
Enciodes
I believe myself to be sufficiently prepared.
Enciodes
And yet, I find my patience is made of poorer stuff.
Gnosis
Thank you for telling me what's on your mind, and I know what you want to hear me say. I'll say it for you.
Gnosis
If you want to ensure The Black Knight's life, or you don't believe she can last until the end, then give the order now. I can tell you, there are still odds of success.
Gnosis
The archers and Casters at our call are best of the best. Blow up the lake's surface, create confusion, and draw the civilians and soldiers both into midwinter's icy pocket.
Gnosis
Enciodes, the decision lies with you—
Gnosis
Whatever you do, I will support it. But whatever you do, you carry the consequences in kind.
Gnosis
Those consequences are no simple political game. You might fail to even bear them. That, I can determine for you.
Enciodes
One quick question. If it were you?
Gnosis
Then the great winter swim would already be in full swing.
At some unknown point, the first wound appears on her body.
It lies about her shoulder, a slash over her suit, an imperceptible trace of blood drawn.
Compared to the kinds of wounds she's used to, this one's worth no mention.
Degenbrecher fells the few soldiers about her. Ironically, the subtle sting only sharpens the heady mix of fear her eyes strike into you, makes her movements that much more steely cold.
The second wound is brought on by Originium Arts.
An average caster means nothing to Degenbrecher, but the numbers advantage mutates the nature of the Originium Arts' efficacy.
The casters among the troops cast behind their human wall. Fire, ice and thunder burst forth in unison, with staggering momentum.
Degenbrecher flings her weapons, running one of the casters' shoulders clean through, while she stubbornly approaches through the full length of their Arts' range, and plows straight into the soldiers' midst. That puts an end to that display.
The third wound comes as the artillerymen aim a third ballista volley at her.
An opponent armed to the teeth is no fear of Degenbrecher's, but with limbs less than free, and ballistae pestering her in spades, it does get a little annoying to cope.
A shell slips through, and lands a scorch mark on her abdomen.
Her skin is seared in an instant, but hardly any blood comes. That's good, all things considered.
Degenbrecher is under no impression she'll lose.
She's just not too sure she has enough blood to last much longer.
You staunch his bleeding, I'll be right there with first aid—!
Degenbrecher
......
Degenbrecher
*cough*...
Victorian Soldier E
She's giving out!
Victorian Soldier F
Now's our chance! Charge!
Degenbrecher
Hah.
Degenbrecher
As long as I can still move a finger...
Victorian Soldier
Khakkhhh!
Degenbrecher
I can handle any of you.
Harold
Madam Degenbrecher!
Harold
Surely you're reaching your limits too?!
Harold
If you really meant to fight us out-and-out, you wouldn't have drawn out this situation in the first place!
Harold
Fight like this any longer, and I fear death will come for somebody...
Degenbrecher
Isn't that exactly the kind of war you Victorians make an art of starting?
Degenbrecher
The only difference here is, your opponent is me alone.
Degenbrecher
Harold, you're a soldier.
Degenbrecher
And I—am your enemy.
Harold
...Ha-hah, and keenly put, Madam Degenbrecher.
Harold
But I don't believe for a second that you're blind to it.
Harold
Karlan Trade's private operations were ferreted out by the Trilby Ashers, and I don't think the Duke will rest on her laurels about it!
Degenbrecher
That—*cough*—is Enciodes's problem.
Harold
This is the very last chance they're leaving Master Enciodes!
Harold
He need only bend an ear to the Duke, he need only part with a sliver of the cake...
Harold
Be it just 30% of what we proposed! I could still take that back to the Duke and try, for heaven's sakes!
Harold
This was never even a war you needed to win...
Degenbrecher
How stupid.
Degenbrecher
Who do you say that as?
Degenbrecher
You're window dressing. You're a tourist. You're a burdenbeast vet.
Degenbrecher
Have you been at leisure for so long, you've begun to believe your own lies?
Harold
......
Degenbrecher
—No.
Degenbrecher
You've never forgotten who you are.
Degenbrecher
You hate war, absolutely.
Degenbrecher
You abandoned what real power was in your hands. You took what men of yours sympathized. You left the maelstrom far behind, and fled to Kjerag.
Degenbrecher
To a land where you thought war could never really happen.
Degenbrecher
But you were still a Victorian inside.
Degenbrecher
No.
Degenbrecher
It wasn't even something you had to remind yourself.
Harold
You might say that.
Harold
I am a Victorian soldier, Madam.
Harold
That much is ordained, and I might loathe it, and I might flee it.
Harold
But I could never sully Victoria's interests.
Degenbrecher
Good.
Degenbrecher
I'm the same.
Is she the same as this Victorian?
They don't seem very identical.
She's Leithanien-born, Kazimierz-raised, and only then came to Kjerag.
They don't need to know her name. All they know is she's born to fight solo, a victor of the knight competitions, the only one to ever win three years running.
Turn the clock further back, and she's a freak cut off from Originium Arts, a pariah in Leithanien.
Gaining and losing any of these things is dead simple.
They bore her to death.
But now, what she has isn't so easily lost, and she has no plans to lose them.
Now, they are the same.
Degenbrecher
This dull chat—*cough*—ends here.
Harold
I feel all too sorry for you, Madam Degenbrecher.
Harold
Oh, would that we hadn't come to this point. But if you wish it, then I choose to respect it.
Harold
I must stress at this closing hour that I am, through and through, your fan. The show you made in besting each opponent dazzled like nothing else.
Harold
This and this alone I ask you to believe. It cannot be lied.
Degenbrecher
Hah.
Degenbrecher
Noted.
Harold
It's my honor.
Riddled with scars, she raises her degenbrechers once more.
Just as she did in her first appearance before them all, Degenbrecher's point stabs into the ice.
The mist, constant over Lake Silberneherze, parts. A subdued, gargantuan rumble sinks in her enemies' stomachs.
Kchk. Kchk.
There comes the fine sound of cracking, and it's deafening.
Degenbrecher
Time to end this.
Harold
—! Order to all units!
Harold
Stop her breaking the ice! Regroup ASAP! Put down 'The Black Knight of Kazimierz'!
Kjarr, I'd like to know. Would Kjeragandr bless the woman waging such a bloody battle for this statue?
Enya
Though she is born from other lands? Though in Kjeragandr, she has oh so little faith?
Kjarr
Heheh. That's a very easy question, Saintess.
Kjarr
The term 'Kjerag' simply means one who lives there, who adores this land, who finds a home in this nation.
Kjarr
It's no matter whether Kjeragandr recognizes it.
Kjarr
If a person identifies with it from the bottom of their heart, well, who can deny that?
Enya
......
Enya
Yes.
Enya
No one can deny that. Not even she, herself.
Enya
She is a Kjerag. She already was.
Enya
Kjarr, come with me to meet our visitors.
Enya
Our Victorian guests have come to partake in the ceremony. As Saintess, I have to make an adequate response.
Enya
At the very least, I can't go without saying hello.
Kjarr
I'd like to stress—the danger of this.
Kjarr
But... very well, Saintess.
Yucatan
Matriarch!
Yucatan
Sciurus is back!
Ratatos
She is?!
Ratatos
Some nerve being late... wait, no, I told her to keep out of this! Why did she come HERE?!
Sciurus
Who's saying I can't come?
Sciurus
And I didn't just come, I brought some special guests with me too!
Ratatos
Is this let's-bring-guests timing to you?
Ratatos
You make a language out of inane, you silly sister!
Sciurus
...I am NOT being silly.
Enciodes
Indeed. Madam Sciurus's hand is deft and wise. I find her admirable.
Enciodes
Ratatos, you'd do well to finally raise your opinion of her.
Ratatos
...What the hell is this, Enciodes?
Monch
Madam Sciurus, the guests have arrived safely.
Sciurus
Good! Bring them all in!
Gnosis
......
Monch
......
Monch
I'm out.
Weiss
Master!
Weiss
Your guests are here already!
Sciurus
Your who? These are MY guests I invited!
Campaign Knight
You're Madam Sciurus of the Browntail clan?
Campaign Knight
Very pleased you invited us to be part of this ceremony.
Ratatos
Sciurus... is this your pleasant surprise?
Sciurus
Uh, duh!
Sciurus
Let me introduce you all! We have here our campaign knight from the Adeptus Sprawiedliwi Kazimierz, here to celebrate the erection of our statue to Kjeragandr!
Sciurus
I sent an invitation especially to the Adeptus! That was NOT an easy invitation to make!
Sciurus
So they're MY guests!
Enciodes
It's just a coincidence, Madam Sciurus.
Enciodes
I cannot laud you enough that you were able to invite a campaign knight. My guest of honor, meanwhile, would be this fellow—
Enciodes
Welcome, Sir Spokesman of the General Chamber of Commerce.
Spokesman Mob
Hello to you. I'm taking it you're Mr. Silverash?
Spokesman Mob
Good to meetcha, good to meetcha, and hello from my company. Thank you for all the effort of inviting me out to Kjerag.
Spokesman Mob
The scenery here in Kjerag, supremely beautiful. I believe your company and mine will absolutely end the day here with a partnership we both love.
Spokesman Mob
Oh, and don't mind me but I gotta say, I think I saw some mad fight out on a frozen lake the whole way here?
Spokesman Mob
And kind of familiar too, like, one guy. I mean, those combat moves, they rang bells in my head.
Spokesman Mob
Oh sorry, excuse me if I'm talking too much?
Spokesman Mob
It's, uh, a holdover from the old job. Ahem. Right, I'll be careful not to say too much that doesn't work towards us working together.
Enciodes
No, Mr. Mob, I'm in need of your exact talent right now.
Spokesman Mob
Come again? You need...?
Enciodes
Yes.
Enciodes
Right now, this very moment.
Enciodes
Please, come with me. I'll have them cast sound amplification Arts.
Enciodes
May I ask you to loudly proclaim that—
Enciodes
Karlan Trade, and the corporations of the Kazimierz General Chamber of Commerce, are about to sign an agreement.
Enciodes
To Kazimierz, Kjerag will become a trusty partner.
You've lost too much blood, Madam Degenbrecher! Come to your senses a little!
Degenbrecher
......
Harold
Aht-aht-aht, keep flailing at this rate and you'll sink us both in the lake!
Degenbrecher
We're not fighting?
Harold
No more fighting, no more!
Harold
Goodness, however much the Duke wants to slap Kjerag in the face, we can't be showing Kazimierz the hand in the process... at least not now.
Harold
Kept between Victoria and Kjerag, one might still call it the Duke's personal Silverash grievances. But the moment you bring Kazimierz into it too, things become far, far less simple.
Harold
Are the gourmands of Kazimierz already inviting Karlan Trade to the table? With such distance between them, and in such short order?
Harold
What a talented young individual.
Degenbrecher
......
Harold
And I know the Duke won't reproach me for deciding to stay my hand. Spiffing excuse.
Harold
A good half my men you batted into the lake, Madam Degenbrecher. It was a backbreaker to scoop them out again...
Harold
If we'd kept going like that, I'd need another pair of arms to treat you all!
Seasoned Soldier
I say you need them as is. *cough*
Harold
I take no criticism from anyone still hacking up blood.
Degenbrecher
...We're done?
Harold
Well and truly done.
Degenbrecher
Okay.
Enciodes pulled it off.
She did what she needed to.
That's all Degenbrecher hears.
Harold
Now, Madam, stop there!
Harold
The lives we live, they always tend to be out of our hands.
Harold
I wanted to retire eons ago myself, but I have to keep my own men, my all too often down-and-out brothers in mind.
Harold
With this, it finally ought to be my turn for once, hm?
Harold
And in light of the fact your faithful fan's been beaten black and blue...
Harold
Could you give me your autograph?
Degenbrecher
...You're still in the mood for that?
Degenbrecher
This card... heh.
Harold
Do tell?
Degenbrecher
The first time I won the Major, they wouldn't leave me alone until I agreed to a photoshoot.
Degenbrecher
After that, I never agreed to another one. They were too boring for me.
Harold
I see. No wonder The Black Knight's knight trumps always come in those same poses, edition after edition.
Degenbrecher accepts the pen Harold holds out to her, and writes her name—'Degenbrecher'.
Degenbrecher
Take it.
Degenbrecher
You'd better not have anything else for me to sign.
Harold
Ah, Madam, where are you going?
Harold
Do you need some quick treatment? My first aid's excellent, you know.
Degenbrecher lifts her head to look to the dawn.
In the distance, two figures walk, approaching her. She still can't make them out, but she knows who they are.
It's like Kjeragandr on high is gazing down on her, someplace as high as the sun.
