Tree of Life (8)

"Clatter..."

Valeria tilted her matte black skull and watched in silence as the Dark Elf prince walked past her, and toward the grotesque corpse of his twin sister, which was drowning in a puddle of blood.

[What an interesting ability... I have extensively read the several texts passed down on my mother's side the family, about the existence of various special signatures.]

[But this one surpasses even those, surviving decapitation? How ridiculous...]

Valeria slowly turned to face the young man who was silently weeping with his sister's cold, bloody remains in his embrace.

"All we want is to go back home."

"We have endured for centuries... Just as my sister gave her life in pursuit of our long cherished dream, so will I do the same."

He said, finally getting over his grief, their father taught them that mental strength was essential, and that those who perished were simply undeserving of Yggrassil.