*Fenrir looks away and begins the trek again, renewed rage and defiance pushing him on. He reaches the next level of Hell, where he sees a legion of demons facing him, and puts the familiar weight of Ragnarok in his hands again.*
"I WILL RISE!"
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"No... I will slay them... You run." [b]he charges into the horde, slashing with the holy sword at all he can, buying fenrir time as well as clearing him a path[/b]
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"You don't understand! I must do this on my own! I need the power, and if I cannot escape Hell on my own, what chance shall I have when I return to stop Locust, let alone Nightmare?!" [spoiler]Turning in for the night.[/spoiler]
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"Have it your way, man... Good luck." [b]he dissapears[/b]