div style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"The last chapter, a short little conclusion. Don't worry, I'll make a sequel./div
div style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;" /div
div style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"Three months past. Gorn made no appearance, just left an imprint of sadness over us. Then the day came where we heard it. A pulsing hum , coming from the roof. The four of us ran, expecting a fight. The only one there was Renya, looking confused. She spoke "I was in my house... And then I appeared here. I don't-" she was cut off by a whining shriek, followed by a massive, glowing purple circle expanding from Renya to encompass all of us. Bright pink light filled my vision and then we were somewhere else. It was dark, but light shine from the circle on the floor. Then I saw further. I saw Gorn, shackled to the ground next to Joret, likewise restrained. They body had been severely beaten, and seemed unconscious. I raised my sword, and saw them. Hundreds of thousands of hooded figures, looking at us silently. They stared for a moment, then there was a ripple of movement as they threw back they're hoods. They were human, and they were armed with all manner of weapons. The first stepped forward and sliced Joret's head from his shoulders. Clara yelped and covered her mouth. The others raised swords, axes, bows. Emma clutched my hand and I held hers firmly. I spoke softly "I love you, Emma." She responded just as softly "I know." Then the mass of figures surged forward./div
div style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;" /div
div style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"Three months past. Gorn made no appearance, just left an imprint of sadness over us. Then the day came where we heard it. A pulsing hum , coming from the roof. The four of us ran, expecting a fight. The only one there was Renya, looking confused. She spoke "I was in my house... And then I appeared here. I don't-" she was cut off by a whining shriek, followed by a massive, glowing purple circle expanding from Renya to encompass all of us. Bright pink light filled my vision and then we were somewhere else. It was dark, but light shine from the circle on the floor. Then I saw further. I saw Gorn, shackled to the ground next to Joret, likewise restrained. They body had been severely beaten, and seemed unconscious. I raised my sword, and saw them. Hundreds of thousands of hooded figures, looking at us silently. They stared for a moment, then there was a ripple of movement as they threw back they're hoods. They were human, and they were armed with all manner of weapons. The first stepped forward and sliced Joret's head from his shoulders. Clara yelped and covered her mouth. The others raised swords, axes, bows. Emma clutched my hand and I held hers firmly. I spoke softly "I love you, Emma." She responded just as softly "I know." Then the mass of figures surged forward./div