Apocalypse

[Ramke]

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The noble couldn't help but scream at the unexpected gunshots, blood, and shock of the captain yelling in pain before he was laid to rest. Covering her mouth, she stared, stunned for a few seconds at the now-resting body of Renaud.

Her mind didn't register whatever Enma said, too focused on the visceral reality playing out in front of her. She ran up to the captain, kneeling and grasping his hand tightly. Her head bent downwards, and Enma could hear her whispering. "I'm so, so sorry, this is my fault. I should have listened to you and this never would have happened." Muttering more unintelligible whispers for a few seconds, she suddenly raised her tear-filled face towards the Outcast.

"I told you to not do anything like this! La peste vous emporte! What have you done?! You've killed a war hero and this ship's only hope of survival! There's no escaping this now, they're going to blame both you and me for this!" she yelled at the woman, panic-stricken. She wanted to, but couldn't bear to look at Renaud's direction again. The sight was too much, and she had already felt incredibly nauseous.

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