"Thank you, Pierce..."
A blurry figure murmured in his arms, her face impossible to make out no matter how hard he looked, the only clarity was her messy, chestnut-colored short hair. She weakly lifted her blood-soaked, delicate hand, caressing his pale cheek with a smile in her eyes.
Her slender and rough hand grew colder, no matter how desperately he commanded the shadows to plug the wound, he was still unable to prevent her warmth and vitality from slipping away.
"..."
Tears streaming down his face, he seemed to be screaming something, probably that person's name, but no matter how hard he tried to recall, even when he called out loudly, he still could not remember her name.
"You are my hero, Pierce... become stronger, I want you to be stronger, so that you won't blame yourself like you do now... suffer like this... when you meet someone else, someone more deserving of your care..."
Such utter nonsense, this foolish woman who knew no better!
"Shut up, ... you'll be fine!"
