GAHRYE
Reth stared at him like Gahrye had just smacked him over the head with a rock. "The-the Protectors—"
"The Protectors hold the voices at bay, but they can't stop them. Whoever walks you into the traverse will hold back their own power to allow this all to happen—there's that humility again.
"The Anima they're saving won't even be in the battle, won't even fight it. That's love in distance. And we… me and you, Reth, and Elia and Kalle… We'll give up everything, but keep loving, even in death. We'll love enough to give ourselves to the enemy so no one else ever has to, ever again."
Elia closed her mouth over a wail. Reth didn't turn away from him, but gathered her in again. "No," he croaked. "I won't allow it. There has to be another way."
