Giro knelt down on one knee to address the girl who had landed in his arms.

'My name is Giro and I am unfortunately a nobody. A nice nobody but still somebody who barely exists. I'm glad somebody ran with me, it seems some people don't even seem to realise it's possible to lose.'

He stood himself up and looked out over the meadow. It was getting dark now overhead. The clouds had greyed and the sun was setting. In the distance, back where the battle had been held he heard rumbling.

'In truth I aim for no farm,' he began with his eyes still focussed on the landmass ahead of him, 'forgive me if there was any chance they could have followed me that far. Though it seems that they have found new targets, which is fine by me, it covers our escape well now doesn't it. Where will you go from here Lily?'

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I'll let you die with pride...