Claire: Sir Gerelt, is it true that you plan to stage a coup? Gerelt: That's right, Claire, I have no desire to continue like this. Claire: Oh, really? Now that I know the truth you must be silenced!
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Claire: Well, well. If it isn't Gore! What do you want now? Gore: Listen to me! There's a rumor your boss has betrayed our army! Claire: What?! If you're making this up, you'll regret it!
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Claire: Traitor Gerelt, prepare for your punishment. Gerelt: Claire... If I am to die, I will be happy to be slain by your hand. Luca: There you are! I'm sorry, but I must kill you! It is Gore's order! Claire: What...?!
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No, it can't be! No way Sir Gerelt was...
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Claire: Traitor Gerelt, prepare for your punishment. Gerelt: Claire... If I am to die, I will be happy to be slain by your hand. Claire: You are like a lion without fangs. I won't bother. Goodbye. (Gerelt... Why did you betray us?! ...If only it didn't happen!)
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Luca: G... G... Gore...! Gerelt: No!! Luca's power is overloaded! It's going to explode! Claire... No!!! Why did you shelter me?! Claire: I don't know... why.. I saved you... But.. I'm happy to see you're safe. Gerelt: Hey! Claire, hang in there! Open up your eyes! Claire: ...Gerelt... Please hold me... Please don't let go... Gerelt: Claire...! Claire!!!!
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The fight is over!
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I'll fight for the empire!
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Going against Scarlet Del Sol means death!
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My sword is lightning colored in crimson...
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I'll swear my perfect victory to this sword!
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You better not resist me! You have no chance...
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Surrender or death... That is the code of Scarlet Del Sol...
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