Haco held this young boy's hand, as he kept mumbling things about his sister incoherently. It seemed, she was the only person that he cared and worried about the most, even in his last breath.
"Don't worry, young man, I will look after your sister, you can rest now," Haco said in a comforting tone, patting his shoulder to ease him. "I will tell your sister how brave you are, you can go on your long mission now."
With that, the young warrior's breathing became even and gradually, he breathed his last, while Haco held his hand.
Though his life was so short and he was so much worried about his little sister, Haco was there to make sure he didn't die alone and he knew that his sister would be taken care of.
Haco felt so helpless. He should have killed the beast sooner, but their enemy moved so fast and he couldn't keep up with his movements, especially when he felt like he grew weaker and weaker by the day.
