*arrives at the scene* What the hell?

*struggles to breathe* Rul...a...kir... Hel...p...*turns a bright white and powering down*

*turns a bright white, then goes back to normal* Ah... refreshing.

Who the hell are you?

I am Anja. The perfection of the Nei Prototype.

*draws sword* I don't care who you are, you're gonna die right now.

*lays there, weakened* Rul...a...kir.

*looks at Rulakia* Sis? *runs to her* What happened?

An...ja... she... killed... Orak...

She killed Orakio?

...ia. Orakia.

*glares at Anja* You're messing with the Orakians now?

*grins* Orakians, humans, livestock, whatever comes in my way.

Rul...a...kir...

*looks at Rulakir* Rulakia?

*stays down* Find... Orakio... You two... must... kill... Anja.

*holds Rulakia in his arms* Sister? What are you saying? Don't die on me!

Rul...a...kir. Don't... hold in... your feelings. Somewhere in your heart... you can express... feelings.

*holding Rulakia, silent*

Anger... fear... joy... sadness... pain... and love. Love most of all.

*looks at Rulakia, silent still, but a tear welding up inside his eye*

*smiles weakly* See?... It's not... so hard now... is it? *closes eyes and passes out*

*holds Rulakia, more tears building up* What is this I'm feeling? I've... never felt this way before. *wipes the blood from Rulakia's face, then puts her down*

Lose something?

*turns around, eyes full of tears now, glaring at Anja* ...

*grins* Prepare to lose something far greater. *charges Rulakir*

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(Final Fantasy VIII - The Oath)